Friday On A Curb

My wish is, to get life right

Ain’t so worried about dying

I’m scared of missing my purpose

Being told in the end, my life was worthless

Told I missed every opportunity.

I don’t want medals or likes

Don’t want fame, don’t want attention

Just want God to be pleased

Swear I’m everywhere but where I should be

I want to be where you are.

Want to believe and trust a hundred percent

Be approved

Walk in the Spirit instead in my foolishness

I’m afraid I’ll mess everything up

Just like I’ve always have

Attacked, attached, hacked by mirrors again

God, my greatest fear is being tossed in the garbage can

Defective until then end

Incompetent

Hands full of changing wind

My prayer, give you glory no matter what

No matter what I feel.

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