The caf'

Oh, the caf'

It's like the barbershop

Free to be me

Free to express myself

Let loose

In the caf' there's no need to be serious

No need to worry about nothin' 'cuz I'm in the caf'

I'm not the editor of the newspaper

(In the caf')

Nor am I the smart girl

(In the caf')

Everyday is a new experience

And I feel myself growing each day

(In the caf')

I'm learning responsibility

(In the caf')

I'm learning how to love myself

(In the caf')

The caf' is a humbling place

The caf' has become my newfound sanctuary

I just sit back and listen to what people gotta say

Every now and again, I may even come back with a smart, little quip

But I am beginning to understand that the more time I spend in the caf'

The more I feel my world slipping away

I just wanted to help out

Prove a lil somethin' to the ones on top

Prove to my peers that I am selfless and appreciative

Instead I found a place where people dwell

A place that to some may feel like home

I've been wanting a place that I could call home for so long now

A place that makes me feel comfortable

A place no one knows

I came in an outcast

A stowaway

An outcast I still am

But with each passing day that is spent in the caf'

I find that I am shedding away the little pieces of snake skin that seem to flake and tear

I needed this place

For you and for me

It was never about hours

Never about you

I did this for me

Now I can't seem to stop helping

I never needed friends

And I still don't

But it almost feels like a family when I am in the caf'