It is lonely where my spirit lies

A mustard seed of faith, just so my soul will not die.

Holding on to a damaged broken little girl inside.

Who hides behind the tears I have cried.

I give you and them the best of me.

Leaving nothing for myself, let my enemies have the rest of me.

Heart chained andband from pain it locked up.

Weary from endlessly searching in who or what holds the key.

Only to realize, self love I must recognize

To heal my heart meant loving me.

So sweet, loved the world, even influences evil to believe.

Things will change, he will make a way, yet myself I still could not see.

My confidence only comes from compliments.
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