Seeing the Inside


Who knows the real me?

If I look deep inside,

I know I can find

The real me even if I am truly blind.

I let the words get to me.

Knowing they are not true,

But even though my eyes are blue

They see nothing but You.

God, let me lead them closer,

So they can know why I am alive.

My face looks forward so I can strive

To be more like Him that is why I am alive.

So in this life I will close my eyes,

And search for everything but the lies.


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