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
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 11:01 PM UTC
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.
