Walking amid the storm, nothing but faith to keep me warm, because trouble comes, but they don’t always last. God is so good, as He timed the sun to rise every morning without fail.
Free to feel every single feeling, validated, administered like medicine to cure the ills that ail me.
I can’t always see what’s best for me, sometimes I look forward into destiny trying to fast forward time.
Who am I, when I just started to figure me out? No doubt, God knows who He made, it’s up to me to figure it out
Until next time.
URBAN GYPZY 