Random thoughts

Tired of competing or feeling like I’m the runner up
Maybe it’s all in my mind
But maybe it’s not
And that’s what scares me
Why I know I need God
Tomorrow moves closer
And I’m being changed for its arrival
In the womb
Like an unborn child
My heart is soft like the water
The truth is, it’s out my hands
And into the arms of my Father.

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