How can I give something that was given to me?

What do I have to offer?

You gave me these hands

So I could punch through the trends

You gave me these legs merely so I could give them back to you

Sometimes I don't have a clue

You could've chosen someone better

Why me?!

I have nothing to offer you!!!

I stand in front of a lock and only you hold  the key

So why me!

You told me to tell the Gospel

Why would you send someone who should've been expelled

But you've allowed me to remain in your presence

I feel like you're burning my essence

I have nothing to bring to the table

I'm not even able

So every day I ask that you will take these legs

Take these arms

Shine through me like a fire

I don't want to just sell to the quickest buyer

Take my offering

Although it's pitiful