Wistern

I claim freedom from confinement And that freedom has offered me questions Have we thought that appearing whole is worth more than true wholeness? My hope is found in what's ahead So, I spend time looking at what You've said I'm taking time away from perfect Searching my life to find the surface Taking time - Searching my life There is no telling what's inside of me So, in seeking and asking I'm brought sincerity We're all demanding the world provide an answer Each story bares its own open wound Let's take time to look down at ours and start to learn In time we'll grow Done with arrogance and unfiltered youth Raising my nose up high as if I had a clue Somehow, I started asking questions It led me straight into confession Will You hear me calling? And when I can't hear the answer, will I let You take me as half of a whole? Finite and figuring out what all this means to me I ask openly in admittance of what I don't know, hoping that I will find strength in the unknown I've never thought of this time as a platform So, I will not just speak as if I have one Experience like a twisted path, Leads me to conclusions that others won't have I understand that I don't fully understand this All we see are the broken pieces Finding assurance in what's yet to come Here's my hand - Take it and run