As Flawed As I Am

I'm broken, with no visible source of repair. And, I confess that sometimes, I really just don't care. And, when I speak to YOU, I dare.... to ask... to cry... to scream... What is it about me? Why do YOU think I'm special? Why do YOU love me, as flawed as I am? When I know to follow YOU, but still, I lack direction. When time after time, I fail my own inspection. But, with YOU... With YOU... I never fear rejection. With YOU... I know that I have YOUR vote, in any election. When the world is acting worldish. Attitudes all churlish, stacked up against me, like the strongest dam. Father, I know that YOU love me, As Flawed As I Am.