Stumble
Strengthen my discipline .
Help me understand myself more .
My impulses don’t come out of nowhere,
It is love that I want but I am considerate of time .
We need ourselves but we also need each other .
Don’t want to smother, my ego blinds me of my need of you .
Pride doesn’t ask for help .
Let myself open I must .
Free me of this narrow hallway .
Extend my soul into the atmosphere when I feel,
The strength of all my versions .
We are meant to enjoy each other;
Shame was the substance of the programming .
I can forgive what was done to me .
So I may unlearn the disease of fear .
Open my heart, may your influence carry my being .
