Sunday, February 07, 2010
As children bring their broken toysWith tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God
Because He was my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
With ways that were my own.
At last I snatched them back and cried,
"How could you be so slow"
"My child," He said, "What could I do?
You never did let go."
It took me a few hard slaps to finally realize that what I've wanted it to be, are just not mean to be. I held on so tight, afraid of losing, tried not to miss out on anything and valued it more than ever; but ultimately, it's just not it. I took it the wrong way, and I think I screwed it up.
Sometimes I wonder who can stand me? Selfish, irritating, moody, emotional, self-centered.. I'm so hard to love. I guess the only one who tried and still loves me as much could only be the one above. Seriously, Grace.. what's wrong with you?
I so need a job to fill up the emptiness... I need to let go.. and not be so dependent anymore.
# . Grace Eleora Loo : 2/07/2010 08:18:00 PM
