The Blue Print Of Me

by uppercase   Jun 15, 2008


It's time to change the rules, I'm tired of being out spoken, I'm going to scream against the wind.
Up will be down, down will be up, and everything you once believed will be changed and I'm ready to build this dam.
To block the flow of this sin radiating out of my body, God's grace is too good to deny, and I'm going to absorb as much as I can.
The flow is constant, but it never hurt anyone to try, it never stopped His love and grace, and it never has denied anyone.
Things might hurt at first but I know He has a plan, taking my life isn't the option, even if it seems like the best thing to do at some points.
I'm going to make my dreams into reality, they're better that way. I'm tired of social norms pushing me back and telling me no.
Jesus never stopped, why should I?
A wise man once said "A person trying to make the world didn't take a day off, so why should I on trying to make it better?"
Misquote me, look at me as your foe, if you want to see those lies I won't be able to clear your sight. I'm just going to have to have faith.
I'm trying to wish things could of went differently, that some people could of seen the true me in a nutshell.
I can't make them see who I am, it's their choice and their belief of who I really am, I'll tell you once and only once, I'm true.
God is happy for who he made me as, why should I think differently?
I may have flaws, I may have dirt under my feet but I will never have red hands, you'll be able to see them at all times
He has constructed these hands to build stairs toward Him, toward the light and toward his grace.
I'm not alone on this, I'm far from alone on making those stairs, I have my fellowship, most of all I have him.
I may be quiet on the outside, but I have a fire inside the very flesh that God has put on my bones.
It's true I'm only made of dust, but God chose which dust would construct my heart, my mind, but not my faith.
That's something I have had to build myself, and each day I am one step closer to Him.
I may want some things in life, I may get caught on my knees screaming with pain, but I will pull through, with or without you.
But never without Him.

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  • 16 years ago

    by mistressxsork

    This poem lost me a bit. I had to reread a lot.
    I'm still not quite sure I even get it?
    I might just be a bit dumb, or it's a little too late.

    Overall Rating: Undecided.