sometimes (me)

Sometimes I spend so much time trying to figure out
who I am supposed to be
that I forget to be
who I am. To be me.
To be myself.
And then I realize that is not who I want to be
I want to be me.
The me that God made me to be.
The me he is making me
into
molding me, a me who is becoming
I want to be that me.
Not some made up, spreadsheet, copy
just me.
fearfully and wonderfully me.Image

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One Comment Add yours

  1. I’m so proud of you!!!

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