Sunday, February 22, 2004

I play this game i pretend i dont want you to notice
but yet i do.
and when you dont i feel so insecure
why do i allow you to feed this brokeness
longing to be whole
wanting to find my security in God alone
but bent towards you
wanting to be free
but i ask myself do i really
still here , still waiting ,
playing this game in my heart
pretending that im not watching you watching me
and on the inside smiling
then feeling horrible afterwards for letting you feed me
and nourishing this insecurity.

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