You're not for all, and that's okay,
Not every heart will choose to stay.
Some will scoff, some won't believe,
But you've got gifts they can't perceive.
Don't chase the ones who turn away,
Don't beg them just to hear you say
You're worthy, bright, and full of grace
They're not your people, not your place.
Your people see the light you hold,
They love you fierce, they love you bold.
They walk beside you, hand in hand,
They understand, they truly stand.
So wave goodbye with gentle ease,
No need to beg, no need to please.
Be who you are, let judgment pass
You're not their cup, but you've got class.
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