Left Field
by Loolwa Khazzoom • May 7, 2016 • Songs
Everything I have to say
Comes out of left field for you
So much so
That you can’t even recognize
How much you can’t recognize
My life experience has
Nowhere to go
In your point of reference
I am a stranger
In a strange land
Drifting on the winds of Truth
Far away from home
Looking for a safe warm harbor
In these icy waters
Of the foreign land
Where I was born
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