He sent me as a youngling kind
enough to fear thy ways.
He made me as shy as could be,
And forbid me to pay thee heed.
Yet I try to see the way,
That no one else could show me.
Every second I try to believe,
I can be as better as I can be.
I walked the road,
laden with hopes and trust,
My soul feels heavy as a sea.
With courage as the ship,
Supported with will as the mast,
I try to be a sailor,
In the waters inside of me.