I look around, my head's a mess
there are some days I can barely get dressed
“there's no way out”, you think you hear
“so come on darlin', pull me near”
what feels so good cannot be right
for if I surrender, you're out of sight
the path gets dark, lonely and cold
everything overwhelms but you have to keep hold
now that I've been humbled, my soul can see
all the reasons he brought you to me
to awaken, to reflect to see crystal clear
what I'm meant to hold near and dear
to my heart to my soul to my fucked-up mind,
I have finally found what I was meant to find
it sounds so sweet but is difficult to hear
sometimes I don't listen because I'm riddled with fear
of what, I ask, could I be so afraid?
for you, my Creator hath had me made
for good not for bad, for peace without noise
I've always just wanted to be one of the boys
but “no”, you tell me, “you need to be you”
because from there is the only clear view
that's free from pain and sorrowful woes
that linger the more you caress your foes
gone are the shackles that brought me to see
that I could live fully, happy and free
I never saw this before, that we held the key
I'm grateful for you and finally, me
-xomo