Proof of Concept, Shire Boy - reclaimed.

Cover my entire face
'Till there's no me left, won't leave a trace
Underneath is really me
Just tryna find a way I can be free
To tell you all the things that I mean
When I don't say much and the times in between
If I don't open up, don't think that I'm shallow
Put a safety cap on what I let you know
No gaps in the armor, no view of internals
Don't even care if my brain goes in a circle
Tryna get from the bottom to the top of my mental
If I leave Dad above, no I'm not goin' gentle
Toxic faith just hurts my mind
And honestly, it can leave me blind
From realizing that I drift away
To the point where you gag when they say, Just pray
Changed my life, but not for the better
Yeah it all went dark and I got kinda bitter
To the people that took time to raise me
Coulda told me I was wrong, but I'd disagree
Cover my entire face
'Till there's no me left, won't leave a trace
Underneath is really me
Just tryna find a way I can be free
From all the things that plague my brain
I promise you I'm not insane
Wanna feel like I am loved from
Someone other than who's above
Maybe I'll find someone online
Who can respect what's in my mind
So I don't have to feel alone
In the place that I used to call my home, found
Nothing, the system is rigged
And then it all began to click
The people don't really reflect
Who Jesus is: the Architect
Thought about it long and hard
Argument falling apart, till
My logic had nothing left, gave
Up and let Him do the rest
Took the mask off of my face
I let my hair grow out, I wanted change
I slipped and I'm the one to blame
But now it's okay, cause I've been reclaimed
"Lord, help me stop," and, "God, help me quit," and
"Help me stop sayin' words like- that," just
Wanna make up all the lost time
That I could've spent with Him, in spite of my crimes
Always felt hollow, but it's time for a change
Want a life that God and God alone would arrange
When I look at my life and think how I thought
I can see how much of the hurt that I'd brought
20 years that I'd been tryin', and for
20 years I've been cryin' out for some
Remedy, from feelin' so empty, wanna
Follow Him, and I think I'm ready
But will You accept me
Took the mask off of my face
I let my hair grow out, I wanted change
I slipped and I'm the one to blame
But now it's okay, cause I've been reclaimed

Written by:
Alec Zerpa

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