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God, am I in pieces?
do I even know what peace is?
the mind is a prison; thoughts held captive
not sure if you're coming or going; therefore I'm reacting
based on what I can't see; desire to be free
but I've chained myself because I'm afraid of the path to destiny 
destiny has be calling me, but I don't wanna answer
so slowly guilt is eating at me like cancer
I figure at this pace, I'll forever be on the run
I'm standing in the shade too afraid to face the SON
or is it all done? this is a mind game
let me renew my thoughts; check my mind frame
I found out the wilderness can still have an oasis
so I gotta go after the living water on a daily basis...

Keep Your I's Closed

it's like being on a deserted island fighting for survival
so then we become rivals
but we are fighting the wrong thing
we are jacks trying to beat the King
but He rules everything
He alone reigns supreme
Everyday people wonder about their purpose
but we aren't willing to go beneath the surface
sorry if I make you nervous
but life without God is like a fake diamond; its worthless
God uses the foolish things of the world to confound the wise
if you see yourself as great, you have something in your eyes
I call it Pride; you should check your "I" sight
even your lungs have to get permission from God just to breathe right
all I'm saying is, God is God... we are not
I'm keeping my "I's" closed because He alone deserves the top spot

Taste Test

I find myself wanting others to like what I do
as if my 10 is the same as their shoe
but the truth is, what I've tried I wish everyone would embrace
the fact is the only "real" people know is actually fake
man will fail you, but man will tell you
absolutely anything to have you buy what they're trying to sell you
what I'm telling you isnt just based on "some book"
no, I had to "taste" for myself that God was greater than how my circumstances looked

Free to Breathe

Dear God, I feel the need to get this off my chest
then maybe I'll have the ability to rest
I confess, things are a mess
nothing else matters without your crest
of approval; this removal of what's deep is starting to press
it's the root of the thorn that I need to address
yet you love me no less, but I don't "feel" blessed
but hear my desire to make progress
it's a painful process & I won't make it unless
you come & get me; pls equip me to handle this test
my life is a funeral; I should be alive less & less
the irony is I long to live for you, but I'm breathing to death

Questions

how can I ask you for something you never had in the first place?
how can I hold you hostage when we both need God's grace?
how can I say that you need Christ in your life
when my life doesn't reflect being the bride of Christ?
how can I tell you to let it go when I continue to hold tight?
how can I tell you to speak peace when my thoughts are in a fight?
how can I tell you about God but I continue to deny Him?
how can I tell you about what He's done if I've never tried Him?
how can I pray "in faith," but live "in doubt?"
how can I show the love of Christ if my heart never opens its mouth?

Afraid (of the deep)

I know you walked on water, but I don't know if I can
my confidence is about as sure as standing in sand
but you stretched out your hand & bid me to come
are you sure? did you see where I came from?
im not really feeling this; you can say I'm numb
but your will be done cuz my will be dumb
I gotta keep my eyes on you so I won't sink
you are my living aqua; I need more to drink
I am afraid of the deep
this mountain is steep
but you called me to make this leap
do surgery on me God; start with my feet

Bondage

Who would've known that you can be in bondage searching for freedom
My "intelligence" made my definition of free dumb
See I was a slave to sin; a slave to the temporary pleasure
Because I thought "free will" meant I can "do me" without measure
But the reality is, freedom comes at a price you can't afford
My debt was stacking up until I gave it to the Lord
I said, "Now God, look... I know that you have warned
but if you don't get me, I'll forever be in this storm
This thing keeps pricking me! Why was this formed?!"
He said, "Humility is the purpose of this thorn."
Don't think for a second that God doesn't know you...
If you don't believe me, check Jeremiah, it'll show you...

Aftermath

"Mom" said, "You think you know my business, but you don't know my story."
If they only recognized the process behind the glory
Bruises and scars are the evidence of the fight
but I'm still standing firm with all my might
You saw me going through; now watch me come out
You may have heard my tears; but now hear my shout
I received a name change; you can call me Victory
No longer in that past season, previously known as misery
I'm in the "aftermath" of the storm
I walk in the freedom of my God; therefore, I sound the alarm
So understand, misery can't keep company with me
Instead of Pity, I decided to invite Praise to the party

Graveyard Shift

Question: would you give medicine to the man already well?
Because that's what's going on; this is how I can tell
The church has become repetitious, but doesn't it look suspicious
That we aren't reaching the lost and showing them spiritual nutrition?
We are called to a dying world, but we stay in the living
Are people being blessed by what you are giving?
I don't mean a gift of monetary means
I'm talking giving of yourself as a representative of the King
God asked, "can these dry bones live?" but who is in the graveyard?
Time for selflessness because this selfishness is making our hearts hard
On fire for Christ when around other flames
But when around darkness, we forget His name
The great commission is to make disciples of the nations
Corner after corner sit churches; many there for decoration
The same salvation that redeemed us can give life to these bones
The same God keeping you, can help others hold on
We have the breath that will keep people from simply being in a state of existence
But many are scared as if its a crime to testify as a witness