What is wrong with me? Something doesn’t feel quite right. Nothing felt right. I’m feeling tired. Feeling drained. Like a part of me has been sucked away. Feeling so thin; so shallow.
If there was a reset button, yeah, I would press it. Again and again and again. Get things sorted right. Do the things I’ve always wanted. Take back words that I never meant to say; do the things regretted not doing.
I shouldn’t be entertaining such thoughts. I’m depreciating what God has done for me. Everything has happened for a reason. Everything does happen for a reason. Doesn’t it?
How wonderful it would be if one never grows up? Remaining innocent and pure till they die? How wonderful it would be if we never get to learn the harshness of life?
As days pass by, we wear out. we get torn and tattered. Everyone is in a rat race. Everyone’s trying to achieve something. How many people make their dreams? How many people fail? How many manage to live their lives they’ve wanted?
What is it that we want? What is it that makes the heart tick? What is it that our dear Father has for us? any wise men would say that it’s in His time to reveal it to us.
But why can’t I help thinking about it? Can’t stop feeling out of sorts. What’s this issue that I’m facing? An identity crisis? Another depression? Self pittance.
Life’s never been better since a long time back. I’ve got so much that many others don’t. I’m appreciative. Yes I am. Praise Lord. Amen. Yet still, something is not right. Something’s amiss.
Perhaps it’s temporary. Perhaps life is simpler. It’s not as complicated as I think it is. Just have to learn to give it all up to God. Maybe it’ll all be gone tomorrow morning when I wake. Maybe one day I might find out the answers.
I’m sorry for complaining. Forgive me. Embrace me. Take me away.
If there was a reset button, yeah, I would press it. Again and again and again. Get things sorted right. Do the things I’ve always wanted. Take back words that I never meant to say; do the things regretted not doing.
I shouldn’t be entertaining such thoughts. I’m depreciating what God has done for me. Everything has happened for a reason. Everything does happen for a reason. Doesn’t it?
How wonderful it would be if one never grows up? Remaining innocent and pure till they die? How wonderful it would be if we never get to learn the harshness of life?
As days pass by, we wear out. we get torn and tattered. Everyone is in a rat race. Everyone’s trying to achieve something. How many people make their dreams? How many people fail? How many manage to live their lives they’ve wanted?
What is it that we want? What is it that makes the heart tick? What is it that our dear Father has for us? any wise men would say that it’s in His time to reveal it to us.
But why can’t I help thinking about it? Can’t stop feeling out of sorts. What’s this issue that I’m facing? An identity crisis? Another depression? Self pittance.
Life’s never been better since a long time back. I’ve got so much that many others don’t. I’m appreciative. Yes I am. Praise Lord. Amen. Yet still, something is not right. Something’s amiss.
Perhaps it’s temporary. Perhaps life is simpler. It’s not as complicated as I think it is. Just have to learn to give it all up to God. Maybe it’ll all be gone tomorrow morning when I wake. Maybe one day I might find out the answers.
I’m sorry for complaining. Forgive me. Embrace me. Take me away.
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