There's a storm brewing inside of me
Thinking about it makes my knees weak
Hard to breathe
Mum says you'll find what you're looking for
Have discretion though
The devil sees right through our transparent skin into our soul
I pray lord give me strength
Like a swift breeze
Nothing I value conquering comes with ease
Scared of missing my purpose
Losing track of time
Leaving my footprints so others see my trail
Will I be successful before the end of my prime or will I fail?
Tired of stressing wishing I could set sail
Listen laugh learn always on the climb
Let the forces of evil work to no avail
Open my mind
set ablaze what keeps me held down
So I can fly with angel wings
In the presence of your crown.

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