We have been informed and told they see you from where you cannot
I imagine devils watching me letting myself down
Because in this life the one chance we have to drive success and happiness is fragile
And I ask myself
Why not me?
So the devil answers
It will never be you
And then I believe
So I stop
And my mind gets foggy
And my admiration for my strength is no more
I just see myself as a sack of fat
And a bad mother
And ugly wife and disappointing daughter
And a human with no integrity
And
And
So the devil hits high five with the crew
See I told you it might take me longer to beat this one after Ramadan but I told you I have no doubt that I can send her rolling and falling
So I ask myself
Isn’t it sad that the devil would be so weak and yet so strong at the same time
That he has committed to breaking dreams and goodness and aspirations and hope
This evil one wins?
And then me the good one
The really strong one I said
The one that can’t bare to give up or be told off
Loses?
And it’s all because I have left the devil do so
From the place he sees me and I cannot
But isnt that his only advantage?
And didn’t god give me a heads up telling me
That this is the case
So who has the advantage then?
Who really has the advantage?
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