I wish i was better, better then it all
i wish i could handle, the memories of the fall
i wish i was stronger, then i am
so i could fight this, make it all go away
somehow i keep forgetting the reasons
that keep me coming back for water
burning the scars and holes
sometimes i forget that i am more then this
more then the moment, more then the dream
i am a million pieces, falling into place
I am the son of a King exuding grace
I am the chosen and I will not forget
for the kingdom, be the glory
for to Him be the praise
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