Simple was I, muddy and stained.
A complacent sinner that the world has blinded.
Funny that I even thought I was kind and compassionate
Little did I know I was a self-absorbed kid
I thought I was good, I thought I was great
At least I wasn’t as bad as those on the streets.
I was a good daughter and so was a friend
Little did I know I depended so much on my strength
Oh and that I would pray when I wake up and at nights
Ironically between the day I would always start a fight
I would reason and convince everyone to go my way
Little did I know I was unconsciously going astray
Then out of somewhere came to me the grace of God
He showed me so much of myself which I thought I never had
When all the world kept saying I was doing…
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