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Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Questioned at very young age
The very words you've written on a page
The piece of art you created, if you did
And the reasons why you made it.
Struggling with identity
Trying to find the real me
Chasing guy after guy I
Was hoping they could define
But they couldn't instead they cracked
Under the pressure
Because what I was asking was beyond human measure
Wanting to be someone treasure
Except I already was
By someone more than supernatural
Beyond materialism
Beyond tranquility
Beyond reasoning or eyes reality
Held carefully inside strong arms
Who called me chosen, yours.
But it was hard to believe in what I couldn't feel or see
To try and make it define me
I needed the fancy clothes, the pretty rings
The fancy hair and all the petty things
The world calls rich and popular and success
That leaves you more empty and more of a mess
Not realising what i have one moment is gone the next
It never last
What you have now is already in the past
Ratting and waiting to pull the ground beneath your feet
And laugh at you as you stand beaten in defeat
All the things you have right now that you're holding right
Will be the greatest testimony against you
But I didn't know...I didn't know
I searched for the physical the visible
Instead of the kingdom and invisible
While the world is more than half made of the unseen
Who can see emotions in your head
The spirit of awake while you're in bed
The cells reproducing
How about the air we breathe
Or the rotting of everything beneath
Or the wind that that kindly refreshes on a hot day
There is more than physical in the way
That we live and breathe and are
So why do we choose the fancy car
The pretty man
To do the things that only God can
For we are created to know and be known by God
Who is originally our dad
We were meant to be in constant connection
Communication
And perception with and of the one who created conception.
To help give us order and direction
Please and perseverance
Grace with endurance
To run and never look back
Till we reach the end
That is true identity my friend
