So many things to do,
so many expectations.
They are pulling me down,
I am tired and broken.
I can’t please everyone,
I can’t do everything.
I am hurting,
can’t you understand?
I am falling,
Too much to do,
I can no longer please everyone.
I don’t know what to do…
So I call on God,
I ask him to carry me.
I can no longer walk on my own.
God, send me help.
Send me someone God, that cares.
God, I need you.
I know that I can rely on you.
Carry me, I can no longer walk alone.
*Conscience*
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