I'm riding my highs, I'm digging my lows

Saturday, March 24, 2007

It's kinda hard to believe.
I don't know if my faith is worth.
It's a blank feeling.
Going in a way, without directions.
I don't know if i'd ever made it.
I've displeased You too much,
In too many ways.

I need a fresh, new foundation.
I think it's just about to fall.
I'd be still on rock,
Compared to a burning fire.
I'm not the enthusiast anymore.
Due to certain issues.
I've never felt like i was at home.
Your definition doesn't suit the whole situation.
I find it incompatible.
It's easy to picture, but kinda hard to paint it out.

I've lost the feeling,
And the word 'breakaway' disarms me everytime.
Everyone's so caught up with daily routines.
I'm sick and tired, to be called when needed,
And to be pushed when unwanted.
I never wanted the attention,
Nor have i seeked it.
Cos i knew, all along,
I could never have it.
But this is way too much.
I don't know where my faith could take me.
Each time i resolute to do it in my way,
Some things just choked up in between.
They won't be pushed aside anymore.
If i could, i would speed things up.
And i'd just hope, things would go the way i've always wanted it to be.
And the respect i've always given,
Would return the same way to me.

It's not a complicated nor a demanding request i've asked.
I just want respect,
The one that i've gave you,
But never in return.

Faith is like signing on a blank piece of paper
And letting God fill in the rest
-Belle
I've signed, choped, marked, drawn and painted.
I'm just waiting for His embellishment.
And at the same time,
I promise i'll work hard,
So as to make my achievements presentable to Him.
And to those who looked down on me.
I'm making my way up,
I'm sorry,
But i can't reach out for your hand anymore.
Cos you'll be the one pushing me down once we're on same steps.
Neither do i want you to follow me or follow my way.
Lives are just lives.
Live it your way,
I cannot make decisions nor will i sacrifice time with you.
My faith tells me that He'll make a way for me,
And for everyone else.
It's only a matter of time.

1:26 pm

Reach my prismic soul.

Carolineroberts
I'm genuinely exquisite and an extrovert
I have my moody days, everybody does, right?

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