Fasting

I've been such a bad girl Worldly flavours have become my daily video game I've been such a bad girl Maybe not as bad as "bad girls club" I can't even keep my head up anymore I hide underneath my blanket of shame Peeking with suspicion Is it because this week things are jungle wild That I remember Him I've been feeling the soft taps I need to refine before I get the whip I've been walking on a tightrope I need to feed my soul with the good fertilizer To give it a boost, to strengthen the roots To give it tools I need a special time for Him