I'm not the lady
Of your dream
I'm not the fairy
Of your scene

Maybe I'm different
From the rest
Want peace with myself
You can't fill my void
With the nowhere talk
You want me to be that one
But I think I'm not that one.

Our life has been
Like the branches swaying in the wind
With each little storm.
Our emotions have gone up and down
Insecure and fragile filled heart
Pummeled by our own fears
Mind blown here and there  
With every wind of teaching.
Make us like the trunk of the tree
Rooted and established
Firm and standing in you Lord.
#Rooted in Him

Why don't you take this key and stop taking life so seriously?  
Open the box of surprises, you'll find so many great fun prices.
Careful but not too careful,  and life won't be hard but never dull.
Stupid old soul taking life way too seriously, why why?
Haven't you learned it's all a fun try try?
Oh what a relaxing fun surprise.
If you don't take it seriously it can be a little nice.
Sometimes...

It's not how much you say,
it's what you say that matters.

He’s perfect
They say perfect
Is impossible
But with him?
I believe, there’s such a thing as
beyond
perfect
The little smiles
Or the way he gets happy
When dancing in the rain
Oh this boy
He’s perfect
No
He’s beyond.
Perfect.
In every little way

Innocent and black
Killed for no reason
We all live together
This is only treason

Another death for being black
Ahmaud and George may be gone
Now let them rest in paradise
And may we let his soul live on

Being black is not a crime
You shouldn’t have to die
This is truly sickening
Even if your white don’t lie