Spiritual Awakening
It's all about me...
Not a single care in the world!
To busy with my own problems to spare change to the homeless girl.
The hustle and bustle of life's demands are so challenging.
It moves so quickly,
Whose even got time to think of those things.
I'm in control of my life.
What's wrong and what's right.
I was in such good control,
That it all fell apart that night.
Since the night I'd received that
Heart stopping news.
I've spent the last three years
Trying to seek you..
I know you know the countless tears I've cried.
And, I know you know I died the night she died.
You called her home, and for my selfish reasons didn't agree.
I was furious with you..
And left with voids filled with despondency.
My repressed emotions just got worse over time.
My symptoms were broke. Jobless, homeless.
And I still refused you due to my foolish pride.
I'd read your word and pray.
And I would really honestly try!
But the cycle kept repeating
And I lost every time.
I would get strong enough to get back up,
And I'd be doing alright.
Then you'd send another storm to break me,
And mess up my life..
But finally, I was blessed when you did reveal the truth to me.
IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU SWEET CHILD,
IT'S ALL ABOUT ME!
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