Broken Dreams

Worthless, shameful, bastard, good for nothing

Echoing through my head

Pitiful, Anger, Rage, I hate you

bursting through my soul

Oh how I wish for this to end

Won't I ever feel good again?

But I just can't help the way I feel;

Because of those words they hurl at me

My dreams have become like broken sticks

I look around and all I see are people making fun of me;

Who is she, she'll never make it, her life will never change

Am I just another victim of the system? I asked myself that day.

Who said that? Who told you those things about me?

Did it come from you or did my creator tell you so?

The one who made you and I have better things to say 

As he knows what I was created to do

So don't judge me by the suit I wear, or the materials that I do not have because my life is worth far more than what you can imagine or think, 

It can never be measured or calculated by the instruments of men, 

Only God can determine my life according to his will.

And now that I know about his love 

My life is more meaningful each and everyday. 

Special, wonderfully made, unique, beautiful

Echoing through my head

Hopeful, peaceful, sound mind, I love you

Now bursting through my soul

Let me soar on your eternal wing

And be one with you Oh God;

That I may find rest from the swords that want to pierce my soul

Let me not live in anguish, let me not die in pain;

For I have accepted you as the Saviour and Lord of my everything

And now I am happy I am ready to dream again!