I started out with nothing more

Than just a dreamy mess

But still I wanted something more

Than surface-level dress

 

I knew that I could write for change

And captivate who reads

With images of joy and pain

I knew I could plant seeds

 

So I began to write and dream

And soon my pen did fly

With fading light, and moon-like beams

I watched as stacks grew high

 

I never thought I’d come this far

A year or two ago

But now I know I met the bar

And left it in the snow

 

With failing peace and rising pride

I pressed on right ahead

But soon I’d have to realign

And give God praise instead

 

I took control of my own fate

And wrote the path for me

I know now that I passed the gate

Where I was s’posed to be

 

I ran ahead and threw aside

The truth that I am not

The one who should feel all the pride

About what I have got

 

God gave me gifts and int’rests too

But I took all the blame

And so He got my heart in tune

Now He gets all the fame

 

At times I am still tempted but

I know that it’s not fair

To steal a prize, and gain, and what

When I have done no share

 

So Lord, to You I give the right

Which You already own

Not so that You’ll be in the light

But so I won’t be shown

 

I started out with nothing more

Than God, who leads the way

And He will take the me before

And set me on His way ~