Oh, The Trend

To the ears in a crowd of youth, I’ll stand here and tell the truth. To the hearts I’ve left confound, let this confession resound. Admit my faults; banish pride. From this stage and mic there’s another side. I’ve taken this gift and perverted the means. The podium from which I stand is no longer what it seems. Once unbreakable, lies in dissolution and struggles to take hold. Ravenous for majesty, but I am not a slave. You see, this choice is my own. You know about my fallacy, you know I can’t set you free. Get me down from this throne. This mirror confines me, but doesn’t define me. Lord rectify! Rectify my entire life. I beg for mercy. Admit, accept, decisions made, I’m ready for a change. You can’t continue until you’ve assessed your entire soul. Leave nothing unsurfaced! If you can’t be real to the world be real to yourself. God has called you to be someone. Now go forth, with no hesitation. We’re still preaching and teaching and leading the masses with hearts that are stained and with eyes that are strained.