Something More
Something more
I wonder sometime if there’s more than this
Is there something set for me
Will I be powerful?
Will I save?
I have so many questions and none have been answered
As I ask and plead more to know
I am left with an empty face
They seam to not know or can’t tell me anything
So I ask my mom is there someone who knows?
She gives me a Bible and tells me its time
With wonder and with confusion in my mind
We sit down and she explains the everlasting life
I start to pray all night.
Receiving my answer by the lord him self
I cry to my mother as she tells me it’s alright.
I feel so loved and wanted now
There is nothing like this feeling
No man or woman,
No love in the air that can fill me up
The person I will go to now is the lord god all mighty
He set me free and made me who I am
BY: Marissa Stoops
Copyright © Marissa Wilson | Year Posted 2009
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