Who Cares?
I have two faces but I only show one
No one knows my true face, none
All you can see is my mask
Nobody even cares to ask
Who cares?
My real face shows my trepidation
I try not to parade the lamentation
I'm hurt, broken, and demorilazed
From those atrocious, abominable words you've verbalized
Who cares?
I realized I'm one of God's creations
I know now I'm not mistaken
God has put me here to be in His play
Pull back the curtain & listen to what I have to say,
"I'm not here for you, I'm here for Him.
He has a purpose for me
Just wait and you'll see."
God cares.
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