In God House

heading to my first love CHURCH, proving the devil wrong but the storms comes through my fellow workshipors, it hurt being here but there is no other way else. they gossip behind my back, smile before me, am the talk of the town, but look it ain't gonna last, am here to serve God, crying won't solve it, talking won't prove me right, either trying to do right by them will lead me to no where. God this is my path and I will take it with pride, all am asking for is the strength and for you to be with me always. many times I've been wrongly judged and misunderstood. but it was my fault and i know I shouldn't have trying to please anyone of them but God. but listen my heart, mourning won't do me any right. I have to face my fears and conquer my worries.