I push the covers off my shoulders and stretch out
my heart starts to quicken as my body starts to wake up.
Today is another day. Will I make it?
Will my attitude please Your holiness.
I am a lost soul, sinful, and selfish.
I long for things i cannot have, or cannot have yet.
I leave you in my covers and uncover you in trouble.

I need to love you
I need to find you
My soul weeps at the troubles i cause with my own heart
I wish to be pure and lovely

Yet my body turns and falls in the dust

I want to find true love

Yet I will ignore you often and miss my True love

I don't seem to trust your plan for my love.

Where can i hide that you will not find me?

Nowhere.

When I fall, why do I not let you catch me??