My work of art
How I have labored over it
Sculpting and shaping
Painting by the sweat of my brow
Thus not giving up
For at the end of each tunnel is light
But for you to pass through the tunnel
But Thither is not that far

Hence it is only a arm's length away
Creativity is what powers making art
Out of the dark and into the light
But some get stuck in the dark
And become wanderers endlessy

Trying to get out and having to avoid the truth
Thy is stuck
And feverishly trying to get out
But after trial and failure
We can find the way into the light

......Maybe being in the tunnel is part of what kind of inspires us
And The darkness is what leads us to the light
Rights Reserved Taylor Riley

Do you hate me for life?
Do you hate me because I am yours
Or because you don't even know I am your daughter
You hate me because I reflect you
But that's ok No its not actually
That just me telling myself It's okay
When I breakdown in the shower
Is that define okay?
Me wondering about you
Spending a day just wondering
Is that define okay?
I'm not as perfect as I appear
That's just my armor
It's what I built to protect myself
From people's words and love and hate
Is that define okay?
For me It is
My appearance is diverting you from me
My appearance isn't even really me
It's who I made
To appear okay
I guess I am not okay?
Are you okay?

Your always there
Crying your there
Reaching out for me
I am your child
You protect me when I'm scared
You send angels to watch over me
You saved me from being run over by a car
You are the reason I'm living
The reason I cry in joy
Sadness
In bitterness you forgive me
In regret you comfort me
You forgive me
You won't give up on me
If everyone else does
You never will
You are mine
I am yours
I glorify you
You protect and teach me
I glow by faith
By faith I am living
You love me
When Boys give up on me
You are still there you won't leave me
I am yours
Every sunrise your always there for me
After hardships I wake up and your there for me
You always were there your waiting
One day I'll be with you
In Heaven
You will never leave me
Eternity your compassion spills over for me
You protect me
Because I am a child of God

Singing is flowing
Musically lifting my voice to God
I praise God lifting my hands to the sky
Glorifying him is the best gift out there
You won't understand this feeling unless you've been there or do this Its so unique but so uplifting its pure joy to me theres no other way to describe it is just pure happiness and gratitude
I feel closer to God every time I sing
It's like a gift to him
Praise God in every name and every language
I will always be faithful
I can do anything though him
And right now I'm doing everything
This is Joy

I can't be something I'm not
Ive ben morphed by society to what is considered "acceptable" Its suffocating what happened to being original
Different
To stand out in todays society is looked down upon
If everyone is wearing a new type of shoes and your the only  one without them you will get judged
What is society's gain these days?
We are jealous and self-confident that we are perfect
But what I  love
Is someone who's different
Whos not afraid
To be themselves