I’m glad you loved me first
You’ve seen days, years when I cussed the man in the mirror out
Cut him to teach lessons yeah I wasn’t sure if I understood myself
Looked down to see what happened, voice filled with accusations
Shaking my head defeated without any good within.
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Glad you’ve bought me from burning red terror
God, it was breathing strong exhaling in my face
Wore resistance out with vanity, uppercuts when I felt safe
Oh but you love, adored me when I came to you
Finally trusting compassion healed my wounds
Now I bring others in as I can relate with feeling worthless self-pity weights
Keeping any momentum behind locked gates I’m glad you loved me first I was filled with hate.
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