MISFIT

I am a misfit, you see

Not that I chose to be

But I guess my Soul did

And if She did, what can I do?

I mean, I tried…

I did my best to fit in

To be perfect

To be special

I succeeded in everything

And failed in all

Until it felt so hopeless

That I stopped trying

And just followed the call

First it was the call of sadness, hopelessness, despair

It was an outcry of a little soul

Who had lost hope…

Who couldn’t find home

Who couldn’t find love

Understanding

Peace

I followed that call

As there was nothing more left to do…

That’s how I came to my Heart

That’s where the call was singing its sad songs

Calling home…

And the more I followed that call

Through all the mazes and enchanted forests on the way

The more clear it got –

I’m perfect from the start

It’s just that my perfection

Is not the one of societal standards

Not the one of moral norms

Not the one of power and money

Not the one of anything false

My perfection uncovers pain and shame

My perfection does not keep quiet

My perfection does not fit in

anything

besides

the Truth

That’s why…

I cannot compromise

That’s why…

I am a misfit, you see

And so I choose be

I choose to be the Truth

And I welcome you

All of you

Especially the ones who don’t fit in

The ones cast out

I welcome each and every one of you, no doubt

You are welcome here

You are welcome in Truth

You are welcome

I love you