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Created on: November 05, 2008 Last Updated: November 06, 2008
When asked about my faith I falter
It's not something I want to do
I want to believe in you
Want to give myself to you
To believe in the promises you made
But that would mean I trust you
That I have faith in you
In something I can't see
When I try to explain this
I look crazy, insdane to doubt you
There are times that I can feel you
I can feel your strength, the peace that settles over me when I'm upset
And yet, I feel alone at moments
I feel that if something so great is out there
Then why am I in pain, alone and scared?
Why am I afraid to trust anyone?
When asked about my faith, I falter
It's not something I want to do
I want to believe in you
I want to trust you
But how do I know you're really there?
Then again, how do you know the wind is there?
Even though you can't see it, you can feel it.
Isn't that faith?
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