Who was I five minutes ago?
Was it good enough?
She asks if I’m okay like I’m always moody but honey I’m not thinking about you
Constantly checking my check engine light
Jesus, is everything running right?
Am I where I should be doing what I should be doing?
Looking above instead of below that’s too low know I go off track praying constantly concerning facts no backsliding things have changed can’t go back
Only concerned with my actions and words can’t sneak up grabbing birds they are meant to be free mirror inspection on me who am I what can I see better yet faith and belief in the unseen Father God allow me to see your fingerprints in all to all through all.