Sometimes
My imperfections consume me
and I feel trapped like
every single flaw entombs me
and its truly a shame
sometimes I want to deny my name
cause I feel like attached with it
is an immense amount of pain
with no room left to gain understanding
of a simple life that always seems
too demanding for me...
Its like I cant see the bigger image
So I build wall after wall
just to keep from being seen as timid
and most times, just tot hide the tears
I keep all the rooms dim lit...
You just dont get it
sometime I hate my own skin
cause most times, I stand out too much
when I just want to blend in...
Its like I cant win...
But then, I remember
that my savior didnt make any mistakes
So even though sometimes
Im repulsed by my own space
I think of his grace,
and im grateful
and though I will never look at a glass
and think "half full"
Im just thankful for the presence of water...
:::::::::::::::::::::::: Made Me Believe ::::::::::::::::::::::::::

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