I bear the wounds of the past.
As much as they want to fester
I have more compassion for yours,
For you to find healing at last
Time and years go by,
And memories are still poignant.
Yesterday is the same as years ago.
I want to see you free from the lie
Coming from a place of fear,
Rejection is a very real thought
Frought with worry and doubt.
There are ones with ears to hear
There is hope on this side,
A place where Jesus comes near
With people who will love
Community by your side
So put down the mask
That hides the beauty of who you are.
Nothing you can fashion can match,
Seeing the true you is all I ask