God
Why do think about me, I always color outside of lines and get involved in every bit of nonsense I can find, smile as I throw away opportunities to the wind then cry pondering the appearance of binds
Still concerned I’ll just miss, hear echoing boos get hissed, payment for actions served as a cold dish, absent from the book of life just missed, out of water in the desert lost fish, I think about what I do, it colors me deep sea doubtful blue, the silence of testing runs me through
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Kneel instead of peel as there’s no good thing in me, examine what I feel, pray more discovering why I’m sealed with the Holy Spirit, read the Bible and actually live it, give it my attention as I’ve been blessed I’ve been gifted
Jesus
I’m hard-headed, do you have patience for me, especially during seasons like this when it’s belief over what I see, clearly all insecurities aren’t regarding your side, I’m the one dealing with foolishness and deadly pride, without you I can do nothing together we ride.