I am the liar Unable to live in my truth I am the killer Of my very own dreams I am suicidal Yes, suicidal I am Confusion, soaking...

You see my gorgeous smile I own it My walk of pure confidence I own it Hear my warm words of encouragements I own it I embrace it ...

I sit here confused About what God is trying to say By having you not being able to say A thing Not a single word Not a single...