I graduated in 2010, wondering where I belong. I couldn't kick it
I tried teaching english to those who don't speak it
I tried the fast pace world of shippin' it in logistics
I tried therapy for those who are autistic
I yelled to God " Where do I belong?"
for four long years, four long years
I cried out "I can't do this anymore!"
for four long year, four long year
God, "show me the way, even Paul was a tent maker"
helpin it, speakin it, workin it,
Speech-Language Pathology in-it
"is this the way I should go, God ?"
He lit my path with fire-flies on the left and the right