Gotta story for you
Bout a little friend
Never felt good enough
Had a heart to mend
Never felt pretty
Learned to just pretend
Wished someone had listened
To her cries of pain
Maybe Im the lucky one
Maybe the forgotten one
Maybe, but I know
Im not Gods stepchild
Didnt want to burden
Mother had enough stress
So often Id talk to you
Through my four legged friends
Always there to listen
Though I felt so all alone
And in my times of trouble
I know
You saw my smile of pain
Maybe Im the lucky one
Maybe the forgotten one
Maybe, but I know
Im not Gods stepchild
Maybe Im the lucky one
Maybe the forgotten one
Maybe, but I know Im not Gods stepchild
Now that I am older
Gone through so much pain
I learned that I should love me
No more feeling ashamed
Ive seen the great illusions
Ive seen the rough terrain
Ive walked through my own journey
And my love for you remains
Maybe Im the lucky one
Maybe the forgotten one
Maybe, but I know
Im not Gods stepchild
Maybe Im the lucky one
Maybe the forgotten one
Maybe, but I know
Im not Gods stepchild
I know Im the lucky one
I know Im a special one
I know, that God does
Not have a stepchild
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