Seeing me as God sees me is key to self-esteem.
Finding comfort in this old, marked skin,
Would keep me from turning green.
The strength of others has a zapping effect,
Beating the drum that I am not perfect.
How do I stop this feud in my brain?
Defeating thoughts that cause so much pain.
I am aching to let go of this mental mess.
Turning it over so I can be blessed.
With the peace that comes without any strings,
The trick is to untangle and grow some wings.
Then fly unencumbered, keep praying to win.
The war that I have been fighting and losing within.
I deserve so much better – it is now up to me.
To let go, be my friend – so I can be free!
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