You’ve all seen me,
Your heart pounds and you feel the cruel screams inside you.
Your stomach twists and turns,
And I see that alarming look in your eye every dreadful minute of my life.
Growing up I wasn’t as fortunate as you.
I’d rather spare change than receive it.
I don’t have money for food or new clothes,
But I do have a warm, passionate heart.
I may not look the part of who I am,
But give me your heart, and I’ll give you mine.