Here comes the American, so strong and free, she really has no idea what it is like to be me.
I am stuck here in the darkness, no family no friends, if I had a choice I would put it to an end.
I am sure she has no real problems or pain, no American has much more they can gain.
She don’t know what it is like to be rejected, the bottom of scum… no, not where she is from.
I will be quiet and watch for a while, I will pretend to be happy and put on a smile.
She would not want to know about my past, if she finds out, our friendship wont last…
She wouldn’t want to still be my friend, even though I have come round a new bend…
I have lived a life of bondage, of guilt, and sin, how could this sweet girl even comprehend?
Hhhmm, I wonder why, today when she sat next to me, there was almost a pain in her eyes…
Wow… she told me her story…of rejection and pain, of guilt and shame… we sound the same…
The thing that sets us most apart, is that Jesus is in her heart.
I mean, she didn’t commit a huge big crime, but the bondage she felt was more on the inside.
So, I guess that means I too can be free… maybe not physically… but just maybe… spiritually?
I don’t quite know what her God is all about, but the way she loves Him really stands out.
I think I would like that too… I don’t have much to lose…
