Here I sit, far away…
Wondering if anyone would ever stay…
When things get real and life gets rough…
When everything in life seems tough.
Is it really that hard to hold my hand?
Is it really that hard… with me to stand?
Why is it always someone else who occupies the heart?
Will I ever get an opportunity… to even start?
Yet, this I believe, that God has a plan…
Above every possible imagination of man (Isaiah 55:8-9).
Someday He will let me see…
What He really wanted me to be.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To know when love starts.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To be in someone’s heart.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To not hide under this hood.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To be understood.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To smile without reason.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To have someone in every season.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To have a future in sight.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To have someone who feels right.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To have something more than lust.
I’m not sure what it feels like…
To have someone you can trust.
There are sorrows, there are burdens
There are joys, there are dreams…
There are treasures, there are secrets
Life is more intricate than it seems…
There is so much within us
And there is so much we keep
Fearing that we would be judged
To be too cold… or too deep
To the world we try
To show a side which could sell
All the while our true selves
Hide in our shells…
We fear anyone who gets too close
We try to hide… yet we let them see
All the while… wondering if they really understand
How our hearts long to be set free…
Empathy 