Finding Me
I'm finding me. Even though I live in a world full of many, why do I feel so lonely?
I'm not a kid anymore, but please don't go, don't abandon me. Even though I'm
about to be an adult, I'm still trying to find me. I have an identity, but I'm trying
to search myself to find the me without worldly things. God has a plan for my life, so
in the meanwhile, I pray and I don't let the shiny things distract me from what's
in front of me. So, just so you know, I'm learning things with my mind open
and my life is just beginning, because I'm finding me. So, one day I'll look back on this day and say, I know what was within me, I just had to wait patiently, and believe in me;
that I'm blessed and my future is full of abundance, happiness, and glee.
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