I WANT TO BE ABLE

Dear Father

I want to be able to be strong

And live the dreams you laid in my heart.

Every night, 

I sleep on the bed of planning and ambition,

But wake up to see my flaws looking and grinning as my responsibilities hang on the hanger of procrastination.

Dear Father, 

I want to be able to be a good learner,

Every day, I walk the streets of humanity

I see their longing for your intervention

But I come home daily to sit on a couch of distorted thoughts

Juxtaposing my desire to learn with the pleasantness of being the way I am

Dear father

If you be there

Save me from here

So I'd be useful here.

Chryss