TO THE ONES...

To the ones that told me to be real,
And to the ones that told me how to feel,
  To the ones that said I shouldn't,
And to the ones that said I couldn't,
  To the ones who loved me so much it hurt,
And to the ones who didn't love me but I still got hurt,
  To the ones who stabbed me in the back,
And to the ones who said it to my face,
  To the ones here today,
And to the ones who left without a trace,
  To the ones that yell,
And to the ones that gave me hell,
  To the ones that couldn't see,
And to the ones that got so frustrated they let me be,
  To the ones that are out,
And to the ones in the closet,
  To the ones full of doubt,
And to the ones that never cared enough to care,
  To the enviroment,
And to genetics,
  To the system,
And to home rearin',
  To the seperation of Curch and State,
And to good ol'faith steerin',
  To doctor's and to counslers,
And to relatives and friends,
You fucked me over for all to see,
And now you're not gonna get to me.

HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS