Random Thoughts

Born Wrong

Born with the wrong parts
Roles thrust and skew
Every beat mis-step
Confuses you with you

Born in the wrong time
Our ways seem so strange
A parting of hopes that
May the years rearrange

Born in the wrong place
Where the roads make no sense
You try hard to fit in
Endless strains to no ends

Born with the wrong parts
May you finally discover
Your own way, your own path
Where you need no cover

You weren't born wrong at all
It's just a world misassigned
If we refold the straight bits
We can all feel aligned


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© Huw Powell

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