And I see the walls�
Run from one,
Into the other.
I look up,
And I see the ceiling
Look down,
I see the floor.
I am trapped by my situation,
Unable to escape.
I want some release,
Too scared to ask for help.
Turn around,
I see my Jesus there.
I turn around,
And cry for him to come here.
He is so far away,
I crouch into a corner.
I want to go to Him,
But I don�t want to cry.
I turn around,
I see my Daddy there,
Sitting beside me,
His arms wrapped around me.
I turn around,
Try to ignore Him.
I want to be strong on my own.
I don�t want to break.
I turn around,
Find myself clinging to Him.
I turn around,
And fall into His arms.
I hate myself,
But my Daddy loves me.
I want to die,
But God is there,
Giving me the strength I need
To make it through another day.
I turn around and ask my Daddy,
�Why?�
He replies, �Because I love you.�
9/2/02