You

Everything you were was wrong.... You were look down on, you were frowned upon.

You were darkness yet you knew you were light. Shunned by who you are.

We ride and empty road with a dark past and deep ditches. We have to make sure we are on the right side of the road, if we on the wrong side then we will get in an accident.

The sound of a child's birth is a miracle, how fragile they are.

We know the value of things nobody thought first. Who you are is rich the deepest perfectionist. But we are not perfect.....yet that Doesn't describe you as an outcast, to me it describes you as a survivor.

–Terra