I feel like I’m suffocating here in this place.
I’m falling farther and farther behind in the race.
When I think about who I’ve become,
I just feel sick and my body goes numb.
Angry and emotional; controlled by my stress,
Just trying to survive while my life becomes an ugly mess.
Living in defeat almost every single day.
I have lost myself somewhere along the way.
I look in the mirror and have to close my eyes.
The person staring back is only a disguise.
I want to be me, but I’m so stinking scared.
Will God still love me, is He really prepared?
The King is enthralled by my beauty, according to God’s word.
He really loves me; I find it so absurd.
How can He love someone as unworthy as me?
I try so hard, but the ends never meet.
I’m a messed up girl in this terrible, fallen world.
Yet God still loves me, like His own little girl!
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