God Has To Take Me Down Hard

I am determined to take over So I grab myself out of the clutches of higher self zone I run with me, leaping over tall buildings Except I do not clear them Instead smashing myself against them, Lying in pieces, moaning and groaning I am determined to still have my way So I grab myself up and run toward the traffic. Determined to control which way I will go and how fast. I end up slamming into a guard rail Because I am wearing binders That shut out the truth Finally I get put into a worn out Itchy no energy left state Because it is the only way God can get my attention He has to take me down good And hard and I do not go quietly Why must I always go kicking and screaming into the path that is the best of the best for me? I never understand this.