I am full of faults
and full of flaws.
I'm not perfect.
I'm not strong.
I'm like a candle with a burnt out wick-
I sputter, blink, and crawl with shadows up the wall.
I love people who some think are wrong,
but it feels so right.
I'm not selfless.
I'm not free.
I'm nothing anyone wants me to be,
But do you still love me Lord?
Will you still love me even though I love her,
and will you accept me now?
I'm nothing but a shadow.
I'm nothing to her, now.
Will my love condemn me or part me from you?
I love you Lord, but do you still love me too?
