What crys out from inside me

Sometimes the more I try the more I see to fail

It’s not necessarily that I want to be place on a pedestal

And shown to the world for the little I do

Because despite that all I do, there are many others who have done better.

So much better like fighting for freedom

So much better by not keeping quiet and talking out

So much better like walking away from trouble at the right time

So much better at spreading the undiluted gospel

So much better by sharing with the poor

So much better by forgiving easily those who hurt them deeply

So much better by dying on Calvary's cross

However I know I’m not perfect, but all I ask for is a chance

A chance for you to get to see all the good in me

Because there is so much good in me

But if I am constantly judged by the wrongs I’ve done

You will never get the chance to see the true me

I am fragile, though I act to be tough

I am bitter inside though I show to be sweet

I am hurting, though I smile when you are near

I am quite, though I sing and shout out loud

I am gentle, though my hands are rough

I’m am loving though I hate so much

I am humble, though I act to know so much

I am me, but you will never get the chance to know

Unless I am given the chance to show