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Watch this YouTube video read live 10/11/11 at the Café in her mini-feature of Contents Under Pressure book poems

Watch this YouTube video of the her mini-feature WITH THIS POEM (with background base by John Yotko) live 10/11/11 at the Café

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers singing 2 of her songs a Cappella 2/5/16 at the Round Rock music open mic at the American Legion: Why and Where I Belong (from a Nikon CoolPix S7000 camera).

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers singing 2 of her songs a Cappella 2/5/16 at the Round Rock music open mic at the American Legion: Why and Where I Belong (filmed from a Canon Pro Shot camera).

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers sings her (expanded) poem Where I Belong to an instrumental of Depeche Mode’s Home live 2/19/16 at Austin’s the Water Tank (from a Canon Power Shot camera)

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers sings her (expanded) poem Where I Belong to an instrumental of Depeche Mode’s Home live 2/19/16 at Austin’s the Water Tank (recorded with a Nikon CoolPix S7000 camera)

where I belong well, I have found that I must be the hound enslaved cause my hands and my feet they are bound to the ground and I struggle to sing just one sound so thank you for singing this song for showing me wrong is where I belong I’m in a haze yet I’m filled with this rage encaged by the intricate maze on this stage and I’m dazed as I page through my wage on the blaze and thank you for singing this song for showing me wrong is where I belong I smell the mace so I cover my face in case in my haste I can trace the harsh taste is my pace in this race is it all just a waste yes, thank you for singing this song for showing me wrong is where I belong in homage to M. Gore     Where I Belong (sung as a song) Janet Kuypers written in 1997, expanded to song format 2/19/16 well, I have found that I must be the hound enslaved cause my hands and my feet they are bound to the ground and I struggle to sing just one sound I’m in a haze yet I’m filled with this rage encaged by the intricate maze on this stage and I’m dazed as I page through my wage on this blaze so I thank you by singing these tears and singing these thruths through all of these years because I know now that wrong is where I belong I smell the mace so I cover my face in case in my haste I can trace the harsh taste is my pace in this race is it all just a waste but I’ll thank you by singing these tears and singing these thruths through all of these years ‘cause I know that wrong is where I belong pain’s my home I’ve always known from my first breath I tried in vain to abstain from this pain I’ve trained on my brain to refrain from this strain it’s insane ‘cause this game can’t explain what I’ve gained ‘cause I thank you by singing these tears and singing these thruths through all of these years because I know now that wrong is where I belong Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.