Pull It Together

I can choose to be the way I am, okay? I pray you don’t lead me entirely astray Stop calling my intricate telephone Yet, I feel numb and all alone Walk in my shoes… Sing not the blues… Pull it together… You’re my forever You’re my endeavor You increased my fervor Sprinkle salt and pepper Upon my distasteful flavor Do your thing, My everything I would rather say nothing Hard to do my fathoming I need to pull it together But, I’m a drifting feather? I can choose to be the way I am, okay? I pray you don’t lead me entirely astray Stop calling my Father's telephone Yet, I feel numb and all alone, But not on my own, on my own