I wish I could be so bold
in my life
but these strings
keep me down.
I feel the tug to be
like someone else
when my real self keeps
reaching up towards
greater heights.
I imagine being myself
but who am I
when these tragedies and lies
have shaped my identity?
I want to love but I fear
love won’t be returned.
These nights alone
I fear these nights
will be the rest
of my life.
Stuck in me head
trying to be me
when your impressions of me
keep bringing me down.
Trying to live my dreams
but all I receive are reasons to give up.
I hear the birds sing
and I hear the wind through the trees
as I sit silently waiting for another day to begin…
Can you take away the pain
and all of these hidden things
that keep me locked away?
I never doubted you,
Lord, you have brought me through
so much pain and suffering
but now I need for you
to make these broken pieces
whole again.
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