I lost myself a while ago
I lost myself because I lost all hope.
Still, slowly, I try and stand
Though I fall and fall, I will never land
Because in the depths of my heart I know I can do this
God as my witness, I know I’ll get through this.
Forgive me if I sometimes I wish to die
But sometimes I tire of standing and prefer to lie…
Still I cry because it is not my time,
But to wish away a gift that He has given me
Makes me think irresponsibly.
He hasn’t given up on me…
Neither should I, you, she or he.