We're Talking Literally, Right?

Right.

I've been thinking a lot.

Lost in my meadow of daisies, I've found some answers.

I've been so confused lately.

So lost in what other people think of me.

This sounds so cliche,

but I've become someone I've never wanted to be.

I'm rude, I hit people (in the most non-violent way possible, of course),

I talk behind peoples backs, I lie,

I exaggerate stories to sound cool.

(Extremely lame, i know, but it's the sad truth).

I hate it.

I need God.

I need him so bad.

I've known this the whole time and I've been searching for him,

while not realizing that I've been running in the completely opposite direction

of where he is.

Help me.

Wait, you can't.

I need to find it in me to help myself.

And I think I've found that strength.

My confidence has risen.

I'm ready to be my own person, with God holding my hand the whole way.

He's got my back when no one else does.

What more do I need?