::sigh::
anyone else feel kinda bogged down these days? maybe it's just me, i dont know. aiya...someone talk some sense into me, and not about school or college please. it's that feeling again, where it hurts to swallow. it'll pass, but right now...damn...i feel like my life is being manufactured, as if the past 18 years was to prepare a life that was ready to eat. i dont want my life to be freeze food. I DONT WANT TO BE MICROWAVABLE.




Is this one for the people?
Is this one for the Lord?
Or do I simply serenade for things I must afford
You can jumble them together, my conflict still remains
For holiness is calling, in the midst of courting fame
Cause I see the trust in their eyes
Though the sky is falling
They need Your love in thier lives
Compromise is calling
What if I stumble, what if I fall?
What if I lose my step and I make fools of us all
Will the love continue?
When my walk becomes a crawl
What if I stumble, and what if I fall?
You never turn in the heat of it all
What if I stumble, what if I fall...
Father please forgive me for I cannot compose
The fear that lives within me or the rate at which it grows
If struggle has a purpose on the narrow road you've carved
Why do I dread my trespasses will leave a deadly scar?

Do they see the fear in my eyes?
Are they so revealing?
This time I cannot disguise
All the doubt I'm feeling.