I do not know if I am ready
For what’s about to happen
I thought I was strong, but this…
This has been harder than expected
A battle arises within me
A trial that could be trapping
One side of me says, “Give up”
While my God is saying, “Let not your joy be
affected”
I cry because I was torn
Not in my faith, but in my direction
I may be losing my hair
But My God sees me as perfection
I took control when I let it go
My hair is not what defines me
My trust is in You, God
As I read James Chapter 1, verses 2 and 3
So understand this,
Please hear this above all
I will continue to persevere
I will continue to stand tall
There is no sickness in this world
That can take away my content
No cancer too mean
For my will to live is relentless
