Wherever you go…
A global tale
Wherever I went in this wide, beautiful world,
I was rejected!
Denied!
Unwanted.
You go to Montreal?
You gotta speak French. No one would speak with me unless I spoke French.
So I learned French. And got along great with everyone.
It was like that in a number of other places in the world.
I got rejected.
And then I adapted.
And got along great with everyone there.
Rejection.
No.
Unwanted.
Not wanted.
It followed me everywhere.
You know who else followed me everywhere?
Me.
When I arrived in Belfast, in 2003, I was terrified.