who are you
inside my head
clawing out a space
like redecorating is somehow
your perogative
who are you
that sends me
plummeting full speed
from 60 to 0
without warning
i’m not standing for it anymore
who are you
with wicked laugh
and mocking smile
that whispers lies
and expects belief
who are you
that robs
and steals
and kills
and destroys
i’m not having any more of this
who are you
doesn’t really matter
in comparison
to who He is
and who I am in Him
who am i
bought at a price
covered in grace
promised hope and a future
undeserving
i am redeemed ruin and that is my beauty
