More and more I realize how foolish I truly am
But everyday I wake and try to think I can.
Days and days go by but I'm still in that same spot
Wondering when oh when oh when will I use what I got.
I know I am a broken mess
Though I still try to fix it.
But should use myself a bit less
Though that is where i sit.
He has me, holds me, works on me still
I sit, I bask, He becomes even more real
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