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Sitting Pretty
This was written as a full song; a tribute to myself for being bullied by people from my own home country.
I’ve found myself in a strange land. I’ve met my neighbors, it should be fun. They sing the same songs, I can’t sing along. Now I’m a joke, I can never belong.
I sit in silence sometimes. I greet the birds along the way. I smile at the sky, just to say hi. Only the wind can hear me. I know I can fly.
Their minds swirl and roll. Their shadows are out of control. I’m okay, I’m okay. I see myself sitting pretty. I’m okay, I’m okay. There I am just sitting pretty. I’m just sitting pretty.
They feast on a dessert in the morning. They laugh over my boring meals. I hear them loud and clear everyday. Though I’m far away, I catch their squeals.
Then a home storm thunders down on them. Now they’re praying, ready to condemn ’cause…
I sit in noise sometimes. I greet the ravens along the way. I smile at the night sky, just to say hi. Only the sirens can hear me. And yet, I still dream to fly.
Then they say, look at her, she’s sitting pretty.