I'm not here on this earth for self advancement, for money, fame, good looks
for friends, even-
those things don't last anyway.
I'm here to love, to console the poor and lowly,
to stand on my own two feet and do what God asked of me
to welcome all with open arms
to expect nothing in return
to seek not to burn bridges and to tie my loyalties to my Father
and through Him, all my neighbors
to look kindly on people and smile often,
to bring joy, to develop my character, to weep where tears are needed
and shout when shouting is called for
to make a change in the hearts of those I encounter
to follow my own heart when it chases God
and abandon it when it leads me astray.
I will not apologize for this. I will not apologize for who the Lord
has called me to be. I will not cater to the whims of people
that expect less of me. I am more than that. I will be more than that.

I thought the world of you.
How small my world was.

Oh, why did I limit myself to this for so long?
There was nothing keeping me here except my own fears.

I refuse to accept the fact that my soul was made to endure nothing but sadness.

I refuse to accept the fact that the atoms and cells inside me were created to endure nothing but a feeling of hopelessness

I refuse to accept that fact that my plan here on earth was to become nothing out of everything

I refuse to accept the fact that I will feel nothing but emptiness, a feeling of nothing inside of nothing.

I refuse to accept the fact that I can only hope to act out of the need of hope

I refuse to accept the fact that I can only sit and wait to move

I refuse to accept the fact my body wants so much, but does nothing

I refuse to accept the fact I have no will power to change

I refuse to accept the fact that all I can do is refuse

I refuse to accept the fact that

I refuse to accept the fact

I refuse to accept the

I refuse to accept

I refuse to

I refuse

I

You want to say someone cheated you,
Find just one person to blame
But there are too many, including yourself
So you just say life cheated you instead

When you see me crying
Why do you turn away
When I feel like dying
Why do you want to play
When I tell you I'm not fine
Why don't you really worry
When you see me in the hall
Why are you always in a hurry
When I tell you why I'm in pain
Why to you is it just a game

Part of me is an angsty teenage girl
Who wants to get ****** up and smoke cigarettes
And drive late at night, wearing dark clothing
Part of me is a vibrant young woman
Who wants to paint pictures of the sun
Wear rainbow bandanas and smile all the time
It all just depends on the circumstance