Monday, May 2, 2011

Mirror image?

I been tryin' to do me.
But when I look in the mirror
It ain't me I see.
You see, individually,
I was just like he and she.
Simple minded
Myself, I couldn't find it.
So I went to the store to buy it.
Copped that and copped out!
Had to wonder what I was really about.
Had to grab the bullshit by the horns
Cause it was takin' ova like a storm.
Tearin' up what was never built up
Had me stressed out as f___
Cussing in His name and yours.
I couldn't cut you foreal but my words were swords.
Daggers for eyes with a sharp tongue
Never on the brightside so solemn songs were sung.
Always a story, an excuse, a reason
For my failures when it was my fault
That I wasn't ever in season.
Bleeding from self inflicted wounds
All because I lived out of His tune...
All because I thought I had to be brand new.
All because I thought life was a game
But I was wrong, so I would always lose.
Bruised but never broken,
I allowed Him in and His word was spoken.
His love had me open
Like that honeymoon phase
Had me in a daze for days...
Months even. Now I find myself seekin'.
Not for myself. Not for latest.
But for the greatest. For Him.
He's better than all of them
Including me. I had to be cra-zy
Out my right mind, to think I could find
The solution in this funny house mirror
Called my life.

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