The document expresses feelings of pain, disappointment, suicidal thoughts, hopelessness, and anxiety. The author feels like they are struggling and giving their all, but it is not enough. They seem to be questioning their faith and whether God has abandoned them. They feel overwhelmed by these challenges at a young age of 18, and like people are laughing at their struggles. However, the author finds hope that with time, these difficult memories will become scars of victory and their time to shine will come when God decides it is the right time.
The document expresses feelings of pain, disappointment, suicidal thoughts, hopelessness, and anxiety. The author feels like they are struggling and giving their all, but it is not enough. They seem to be questioning their faith and whether God has abandoned them. They feel overwhelmed by these challenges at a young age of 18, and like people are laughing at their struggles. However, the author finds hope that with time, these difficult memories will become scars of victory and their time to shine will come when God decides it is the right time.
The document expresses feelings of pain, disappointment, suicidal thoughts, hopelessness, and anxiety. The author feels like they are struggling and giving their all, but it is not enough. They seem to be questioning their faith and whether God has abandoned them. They feel overwhelmed by these challenges at a young age of 18, and like people are laughing at their struggles. However, the author finds hope that with time, these difficult memories will become scars of victory and their time to shine will come when God decides it is the right time.
Sucidal thoughts used to live here Right now even my eyes can’t cry Cause my heart is bleeding To avoid waste cause I’m already feeling wasted Have you ever felt pain? Has God given you the silent treatment? You don’t know pain Have you ever ran out of hope Like there’s a hope bank I have withdrawn everything right now Tears have been withdrawn Cause I’m running out of tears I’m barely 18 But everyone’s already hating There’s glory after shame Or i’m I suffering from the sins of my fathers Or is karma trying to make me feel the pain my mother felt Like balotelli why always me? Can’t life sing sweet melodies to me not do re mi My pastor told me I’m a mighty fighter not moremi I don’t feel me I’m panicking in fear Shivering in goosebumps of pains I’m trying my best is like my best is not enough I’ve given everything I thought it was a trade Why I’m i not receiving my allotance? Ceasar wants what’s mine i keep giving I need God’s help now than ever Never felt so anxious From my mind to my paper sincerely othniel Words are limitations for my expressions My mind seems to have more letters than a scrabble bag I need to have my own back Cause i feel like everybody laughing is at me Never felt so dumb Never felt so broken These are words that get better over time These are memories that becomes scars of victory overtime I guess it’s not my time to shine i’m a star And everyone would only need me at the darkest moments Let them play while it’s sunny While i stay lonely Even the sun would go I guess they would all need me when its my time The lord would make it happen at the right time Like spice life would get better over thyme Long life with extra time And my enemies would face the penalty of messing with the lord’s annointed