What is it? Do I smell? Is there something on my face? Is there a problem that makes me unable to be faced?
To be seen, to be heard, I can't find the words to let you know this is not how it goes.
I am here, I am strong and there is nothing wrong- — with me.
Rather — you should check to see the problem that you have with me.
Why must I stand alone? Was it the way that I was raised? Or better yet my faith?
Can you accept me for the God that I pray?
I'm so sorry that I continue to be in your way.