You cant hold me back
I lay awake
Daring to take
Me to my end
In harmonizing my
Very own decent
So religious seems mere
The fear I exhaust
As I am the dust
The dawn, the noon, and night
I also run holding tight to my esteem
That drives me
So silly,
Touching my reason
Declares my seasons to exclude
The scare of tempts to harm me
I insist on staring at my mirror
And losing the fail of me
My best doesn’t include
Your fate or what tears me
To pieces of lashing at me
Your knives of sin
I know my kin is mature
And stirs my region
And accompanies my loom
In righteousness to overcome you.