I'm sick and tired of this dead end This lack of inspiration and dying desire What is it that hinders me from reaching my goals?
Countless nights of coming up short Are enough to convince anyone that maybe "this just isn't for me" With doubt encompassing my every thought My original intention becomes diluted Hidden away in the haze of my mind Silently waiting for that spark of inspiration To unlock the potential I am sure I have
But with each day that passes and no progress to be made How can I be very sure of anything? My mind is a battlefield of paralleling thoughts Each polar opposites and contradicting ideas
A conglomerate mess that builds and builds
Until I stop
How can I be so naive?
It's amazing Is this truly me? We are given a spirit not of fear but one of power and self-control We are the only ones who can stop ourselves From walking the path laid before us We can be our biggest enemy Holding ourselves back from our true potential
Despite our fear Despite our surroundings Despite our doubt
The potential in all of us is greater than we can imagine You have a purpose beyond your comprehension The inspiration I lacked was with me all along And though I lost hope in myself The hope of our Creator had never faltered
For He has great things planned And if you ever doubt yourself Just remember you were made in His image /x2Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
