Friday, December 10, 2010
What has become of me
I feel so dirty
I do not deserve to be
Who others see me as
What has become of me
I feel so degraded
I do not like this
What I have become
I do not like this feeling
Being stuck in this
Like a stick in a mud
Someone help me please
I have failed you
You blessed me with so much
But I misused them
I ran away with them
Will you welcome me
With opened arms
Like the father of the prodigal son
Running towards him
Will you embrace me
This filthy me
All covered in mud
Will you be disgusted
I need you
I need you to hold me
I am falling
Hundred feet high
You said to me
I will hold on to you
In fact I have always
I have always been here
Do not be afraid
For I am here with you
I will remember
All those that you have given to me
So once again,
G - Glorifying You
L - Loving You alone
U - Uplifting praises unto You
E - Everlasting & living God
-You ran-
G.L.U.E.
Labels: G.L.U.E., God, help
Friday, December 10, 2010
What has become of me
I feel so dirty
I do not deserve to be
Who others see me as
What has become of me
I feel so degraded
I do not like this
What I have become
I do not like this feeling
Being stuck in this
Like a stick in a mud
Someone help me please
I have failed you
You blessed me with so much
But I misused them
I ran away with them
Will you welcome me
With opened arms
Like the father of the prodigal son
Running towards him
Will you embrace me
This filthy me
All covered in mud
Will you be disgusted
I need you
I need you to hold me
I am falling
Hundred feet high
You said to me
I will hold on to you
In fact I have always
I have always been here
Do not be afraid
For I am here with you
I will remember
All those that you have given to me
So once again,
G - Glorifying You
L - Loving You alone
U - Uplifting praises unto You
E - Everlasting & living God
-You ran-
G.L.U.E.
Labels: G.L.U.E., God, help