When I think of you, tears fill my eyes
I often wonder why me, that you have entrusted so many gifts within
I'm sometimes so afraid to express these gifts
But why? When you loved me so to give them to me
Am I pleasing to you?
Am I ultilizing my gifts?
Despite me sometimes wanting to turn my back on you,
Questioning you and wondering why me
You still love me enough to entrust me with these gifts,
The gift of life, to live and be happy
The gift of happiness, to be happy and love
The gift of love, to be loved so I can love you how you first loved me
God, thank you for the gift