All the attention in the world,
wouldn't make me feel precious.I'm still trying to find my purpose,
and still far from perfect.I keep trying, but never make it.
I rely on grace, but don't deserve it.
Is hard work even worth it?I was born, but what's the motive?
Would I get a response if I stayed focus?Does my mistakes have to haunt me until daybreak?
All I've ever asked for was a real break
Like give me a break,
and tell me my placeWhat would it take
for a nod, or a whisper out of you?You speak to everyone but me,
I am isolated and overshadowed
by your love.I know silence is my punishment
But I fear it's deadly.
I know I sound foolish,
But I've been praying for an answer endlesslyI guess I'm too undeserving? Is that it?
So you stay quiet,
And your piercing eyes
watch my soul beg for mercy
at your feet,
as I lament for your forgiveness
hoping that you can hear me.
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