The truth is I have been complacent in my riches.
The truth is I have the power to do
nothing
if I so
desire
It’s
My Choice,
(my)
right?
The truth is I have the power to help
build a solid foundation
in their lives
before they turn
rotten.
I want to be faithful,
not wasteful,
not fearful,
with that power.
I don’t know what I want, I can’t
even
desire
good
just by “looking within;”
neither the power
nor its proper use
originate in me.
My life
(didn’t start)
doesn’t end
with
me
Why spend my days
striving to be cool
striving to be comfortable
if it’s neither helpful
nor fulfilling?
He loves me
even when I don’t like him.
He is the best for me
even when I don’t want him.
It’s kind of annoying sometimes.
We won’t be fooled again
(Right?)
