She goes to her bedroom and gets down on her knees Because despite everyone saying that she is an angel She's not pleased She knows she can do better Love harder Shine brighter She's desperate to find someway to give as much as she receives Because she's drowning in forgiveness So she prays that God will hear her pleas To use her as his hands and his feet For love to pour through her like an unquenchable sea She prays every night, every morning, every day Hoping someone might tell her that they've found the way So she knows that she's fulfilled her purpose That her life was somehow worth it Because she spent it loving Instead of loitering around Lazy and selfish With happiness unfound
This was for an assignment where I had to write about the biggest part of my identity.