Coming quietly to church today,
With uncertainty I find,
I've been here all my life it seems,
How could I fall behind?
Do they look at me with judgement,
Can they see the pain inside?
Can they see within me weakness,
All my life I've tried to hide?
I think they see right through me,
Oh how could they be so strong?
I wonder if they feel the same,
They feel they don't belong.
I want to let my guard down,
Will they accept me as I am?
Just a little broken,
Hoping God has got a plan.
Do you ever try to hide
And pray it will get better?
To hide the hurt, the pain, the shame,
and keep it all together?
Why do we hide behind our masks,
Letting no one see inside,
Not being all we're meant to be,
The reason that He died.
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