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Dear God and Creator,
“Sometimes, I wish that I had a pirate ship of my own,” – I recall me saying a long time ago
Crazy of me to have dreams when I am, well, all alone…the wind is blowing to and fro
In a gleam of an eye, I see shadows pass me by, I can’t deny
An unprecedented life has given me gratitude from on high
I felt foolish the moment you looked me in the eyes…You’ve heard my cries
I know that I’ve been a wreck from the start
But, God forgives me for all of my sins and my negativity surely dries
Thank you, Lord, for everything that You’ve done
Thank you, family, for making me who I am today
Battles of peace have begun in the light of the sun
Don’t worry, I’m feeling okay as long as you’re here with me someday…
Sitting here in a daydreaming moment…
I see galaxies of glory burst before my sight
I have dreamt in dread, but now I’m content
I can’t believe I feel so much…with all my might
I was soaring in the dazzling universe 
Of Your delightful, untainted verse
I’m sorry for my lusts, I’m sorry for my passions
They are worldly, I know…but give me some more compassions
Feeling fine and dandy – an independent chap that’s all
I’m hearing His call – please don’t let me fall
Into the black hole of my demise
I was foolish, but now I seek the wise
Please don’t let me be
Please don’t let me see
My end because my beginning 
Is gonna be another winning
Not only for me, 
But everyone else
Can’t you see?
Cheerfulness are painted on these shimmering shells 
Bless you, God Most High
I was born not to be shy
I am braver than a thousand men in silvery armor 
I will show them my infinity, eloquent fervor
Grace be to the happy of heart
I’m so relieved I’m not torn apart
I’m having these manias of marvelousness
Shatter away my utter distress – ah, I’m not a mess
I can’t wait for a unprecedented life
That has nothing to do with strife
All the agony I once felt is now gone
On and on, I will tread this Road of Abode
I will rely on You and Your gracious son,
Practically vibrant with symmetry 
It’s beyond, you know, brilliant really
Whatever you say, say it with elegance
I want you to see His relevant radiance
His Holy Spirit is unexplainably delectable 
I’m no longer this worthless, unstable table
Have faith in brighter days
I have plead for Your praise
And I’ve begged you several times to forgive me for my weaknesses
Replace them with strengths and surely, I’ll be like those geniuses
Well, maybe I’m a bit of a delusional daydreamer,
But You get my drift, whoever is a true Believer
I speak for knowledge’s sake and for its sake only
I shouldn’t be cast down and considered the “lonely”
Because I am the creator of my own movie
Believe it or not, I might sound like a phony
Darling angel, I still love someone I shouldn’t love
Sometimes, I don’t know what I think of
Because I lost my train of thought every time I speak…
The words I utter are so bleak…not-so-sleek to say the least – I’m a unique kind of geek
I praise God – not always, but I praise Him here and there
And, frankly, I don’t mind feeling this all-too-familiar despair
I want to praise Him always, but there’s always something missing…
Like…I don’t belong…it’s like a doorbell without a ding-dong
It can’t be mended like a flick of a finger…
At least I know more of right from wrong…maybe, I am in the wrong? 
I’m this unpopular, obnoxious singer…
And I ain’t no “Belieber”…let me just point that out right off the bat
I have a day-dreamer…I get flustered when my dreams don’t come true – why’s that?
Hm…I wonder sometimes actually come to think of it
Is it because I throw this childlike, unpleasant fit?
Maybe I overthink things through
Perhaps, one day, I will not be blue…
God, help me, God knows I’ve tried…
I didn’t mean to lie in Your face, saying “I promise I won’t do it again”
There are no other places to hide, are there?
I don’t care how much it hurts…just get it over with 
Get over yourself – it’s your fault I’m like this…
That heart of mine is the wicked schemer
Oh Lord, I’m still Your faithful believer
Just don’t listen to the demon inside
It’s that sickening, silent little pride…
Humility sure can play a good role in my life…
Hopefully, if I keep my fingers crossed, it will give me…
That unprecedented life that I’ve asked for for many years…
I’m sick and tired of weeping these tears…no one got the ears…
To hear what I got to say, so I isolate myself…I’m sorry for my dismay…I guess I was all by myself…
I’m sorry 
I’ve let You down…
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