identity crisis
like a cloudy day, just before the rain...u are my faint memory...dbl vision leads to indecision, closed eyes seek revision...where do I go frm here?...full of fear, lackin strength, give me courage...
brokenheart'd...wounded soul...can u please make me whole?...thru the powere of Ur spoken word U make all things possible...u dominate over my uncertanty...when I was unsure of myself...reassurance of Ur forgiveness is the greatest gift ever dealt...