Sometimes, I feel like a bird in a cage, lacking freedom, lacking courage.
The world outside is full of light, and I recognize its beauty. Yet, a creature like me, a bird without wings, a being so dark and sinful, do I really deserve to step out and share the light with the almighty?
I am unworthy, and I deem myself unworthy, and I refuse to step out of that cage. Can I really take flight? Can I really receive your spirit? Can I truly lay my dirty hands open to you?
Why do you want someone like me? Why do you love someone like me?
And that's when you said to me, "because you are my child."
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