by Mandy Moore

Created on: September 27, 2008

Turbulent Soul

Why is it easier to believe a lie,
Than give the truth a try?

I convince myself I'm fine,
But no one can be that blind.

I'm fading right in front of you,
Disappearing like the morning dew.

What's it going to take to make you see,
That there is something wrong with me?

A cry for help, sullen and silent,
Who knew this disorder could be so violent?

Lonely nights without sleep,
Am I really my Maker's masterpiece?

Maybe I was overlooked, a big mistake,
That can not be faked.

Through the mirror,
You'd think I would see clearer.

But the person staring back at me,
Is someone I can't see.

I see a twisted version,
A cohesion,

Of all the things I hate,
But maybe it's not too late.

I may just need a new perspective,
And stop being so obsessive.

I'm not a mistake,
That's a truth I need to take.

God loves me for me,
So me I shall be.

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