Fear has taken me 
To a place I shouldn’t be 
Pretending not to care 
Seeing is believing now it’s here 

Read my face there’s a past I can’t escape 
Yeah, I keep running 
I keep running away 
Away 

Superhero 
Save my life tonight 
I know You’ll be there to fight 
I won’t let go 
Bring me in the Light 
Superhero 
Save my life tonight 
Save my life tonight 

The spark is now a flame 
The Fire that You breathed inside of me 
Now there is no doubt 
There will be some knocking down 
And dragging out 

You built me up 
And I’m forever changed 
If I should fall 
I’ll just call Your Name 
Your Name 

Superhero 
Save my life tonight 
I know You’ll be there to fight 
I won’t let go 
Bring me in the Light 
Superhero 
Save my life tonight 
Save my life tonight

Every day I make up an innumerable amount of scenarios in my head that will never happen in real life.

I’m pretty sure I spend an incredibly unhealthy amount of time daydreaming. 

I get my hopes up FAR too much with everything.

Every single day.

It’s getting prettyyy dang old.

He gives me everything.

I am so unworthy.
He blesses me beyond measure.

I am 100% flawed. 
He thinks I’m 100% beautiful. 

I am such a sinner.
He loves me to no end.

I am weak.
He is strong.

I am.
He is.

Thank you, God.

But I’m UNSURE if that’s asking for too much.

This constant battle of the mind being fought between reality and confusion is really starting to give me a headache.

Ouch.

It’s crazy how much control a single person can have over your emotions

How that one person has the power to make or break not just your entire day, week, month, or year

But your entire self

How they literally have the complete capability of either mending all your broken ways of thinking and feeling

Or unintentionally tearing apart all that’s been left of you

How that one single person will make and determine such critical decisions for you every single day

Without ever even realizing it

When the world doesn’t seem to hear your cries no matter how loud you scream, remember: God hears your every whisper.

Sometimes the people who are thousands of miles away can make you feel better than the people right beside you.

We all know that everyone messes up, no one is perfect. Nothing is ever perfect. God is the only true form of perfection in existence. If everyone and everything was perfect then all that’s good in life would lose its meaning. All the bad just makes it easier to see all the good—it helps us to appreciate all that is good about life and people even more. The world is so perfectly imperfect, and we need to learn how to embrace its imperfection.

Love is bull. Not God’s love of course, I’m talking about the other kind of love. The fake and overly romanticized version of it that society and fairytales tend to portray. We are brainwashed since youth and it just sticks with us. Most of the world believes in something that isn’t even real—something that doesn’t even exist. Humans are idiots and it honestly pains me to say it but I’m definitely one of them. God is the only “real man” in the entire universe. That’s it. Just gotta keep reminding myself of that.