Cry For Help
Inadequacy is becoming normalcy.
Well, at least for me.
Nothing's right, everything's wrong.
My life feels like a sad, sad song.
You know the one I'm talking about.
The song that's full of insecurity, loneliness and doubt.
Wondering if I'll ever be somebody.
If I'll ever go somewhere.
I mean, I know God is on my side.
And that in His promises I should abide.
I lose sight of that sometimes, okay, alot of times.
I hate that 99.9% of the time I only come up with cheesy rhymes.
I just want to know my purpose, the one He has for me.
I'm sick of walking around, having this semi-sorta meaningless existence.
Someone, anyone, help me???
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