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I acted the way I did, all those years ago.
Because its all I've ever known, all I've ever been shown.
Outcast of outcasts. Even among the nerds.
Names stuck to me like glue, but it all wasn't true.
My actions define who I am, Not your words.

A God I never knew, but always prayed for,
Gave me purpose. Purpose to be for you.
He doth not judge me for where I'm from.
He doth not despise me, for the sins that I've done.
He doth not reject me, for my physical being.
He indeed holds me close, and is always near me.

Pain tossed and turned me day and night,
Salvation was just a word away, if I got on my knees to pray.
He indeed heard my cries, those days ago
And hath sent me an Angel. Someone I've long since known.

Now I push even further into my wilderness,
Knowing my peace shall someday find me.
I belong there with you,
Not alone here with me.

-- This is who I Am