I want...

My joy's been slowly flitting away,
I'm wondering now if I want it to stay.
These thoughts all bottled up here,
I want to hear Jesus coming near.
Instead of these stupid lies that tell me I'm not good enough,
Make me want to compromise,
What I know is true in my life...
I want to be loved, and have love...and give love.
I want to show others what it means to be unconditional.
I want to be real,
not like the cartoons on Disney.
I want inspirations,
A breathe of revitalization.
There's a new wind blowing.
I hope it isn't fake or unreal because I'm unwilling to steal another's glory.
I don't want to see anyone else being put below me.
I should live to be a servant not a ghost,
Like Jesus.
I want to be like Ruth; selfless and deserving,
Like David; afraid but yearning,
Like Paul; brave and sure,
Like Peter; shown mercy....
All of these willing to endure hardships.
To press unto joy until the end,
Being sure of God, Messiah, Yahweh, Jesus Christ.
Being sure.

I want to be sure.
I want to have faith and joy.
I want to love.