When you look down at me and judge,
Remember who I used to be.
Not what I want to be.
Never who I could have been,
Look twice, and on my sin.
When I stand up for the fall,
I’ll remember why I came this far.
I’ll close my eyes,
Pray on a shooting star.
And when I realize I’m only higher than before.
I’ll cry and remember where this soul lies.
Know that I’ll be infinitely more wise.
Forgive me Seeker,
For I have sought.
Forgive me Confessor,
For I have confessed.
Embrace me with compassion and truth.
Pray for me and my youth.