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Sheltered
I wish to have a sheltered soul,
Live in a world of lies.
So why do I get so upset,
When I am refused the truth?
Why are they still there?
Just make them go away,
Apparently I was never anything,
Until some unknown day.
I have been called ignorant, stupid, and gay,
But I know the truth through things anyway.
I guess you can call it a gift,
But there was no reciept.
Why can't they see me for who I am,
A down to earth girl,
Not some crazy jerk,
So they will actually be understood.
So I may not have a sheltered mind,
I may not of lived a sheltered life,
But that means I know all about this shit,
Even if it's with the use of a knife.
