God sees me
And He knows my heart
I’m glad somebody does because
I don’t know how to find myself sometimes
But the quest for others has been expired
So what now??
Going through the motions
Will last me long enough
I’ve become selfish & conceited
Still not needed; but mandatory
Organizing all I’ve known
And things that I will never comprehend
Thrusts me to a peaceful state of agitation
No one can know
Even if they wanted to
I’m still weak and fragile
I haven’t been dropped yet
But self-awareness gives me strength
That nobody else will
They told me my time would come
Patience is all it takes
I’m nearly done..
But I’m still waiting
My soul will not wake