I'm hurt but not hurting;
Because I'm numb.
I'm not full, and I thought I was empty;
But I'm still bring drained.
I'm not fine, neither am I breaking;
Because I'm broken.
You said, 'Ask, and you shall receive.'
So here I am, Lord.
You know me more than I do.
You know my troubles more than I do.
You know what's happening to me,
Even when I feel completely and utterly lost,
And I have no clue as to what's going on.
But You know me, and every fibre within me.
I do not ask of You to make things easier,
Neither do I ask of You to take it all ...