"MY MYSTERY"

My life is a Mystery, opening up and closing down
Sometimes I smile, but often I frown

What’s inside me that I cannot see?
I want to isolate, yet I want to be free

I fight to survive, to keep my head above board
I must keep coming back to the Word of the Lord

To be strong in Christ, and fight the good fight
Even when it’s hard and I’m sick of this life

No one just arrives as many like to imply
I’m sick of the fantasies and I’m sick of those lies

So when I feel weak, it’s not a bad thing
For I should’nt feel shame, I’m still covered in His wings!