Uncertainty
I don’t know if I’m ok
Do I handle life alright?
I ask myself, everyday
If I’m a useless blight?
There was no book
Or gentle hand
To guide me through the dark
Yet judging eyes and tall demands
Weigh heavy on my heart
On my knees, at night, I pray
For God to help and light my way
Despite my pleas and bleeding knees
In the dark, I’ll stay
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