The Me that is Not
The part of my spirit
that holds me captive
'Me holding me in
I lose my way, my path grows dim
Feeling around in front of me my hands grasp the empty air in frustration
Can I find my way back?
Have I lost a safe place in me?
It's not over
When a child falls, she gets up again
If I am given another day
the the Lord still sees the woman He built
and good still exists, along with love
Each moment is mine to affect