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 I'm the lucky one   Maybe the forgotten one   Maybe, but I know   I'm not God's Stepchild      Didn't want to burden   Mother had enough stress   So often I?d 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 I'm the lucky one   Maybe the forgotten one   Maybe, but I know   I'm not God's Stepchild      Now that I am older   Gone through so much pain   I learned that I should love me   No more feeling ashamed      I've seen the great illusions   I've seen the rough terrain   I've walked through my own journey   And my love for you remains      Maybe I'm the lucky one   Maybe the forgotten one   Maybe, but I know   I'm not God's Stepchild      I know I'm the lucky one   I know I'm a special one   I know, that God does   Not have a stepchild