Right
I don’t know if I’m doing it right
Am I to fight?
Be a light?
Or just remain alright.
I don’t really know.
How do I show
That I wish to grow
But I’m still kind of slow
Because on the low it’s only just begun.
Am I doing it right?
Am I proving worthy in your sight?
Where do I go
When everyone is pressing different roads.
Is this the nature of a divine goal?
Heaven, God, Lord, Jesus
Do you really need us?
I wonder but he’s already proven
He made us
Handpicked to make a difference.
Do I know all of the steps
No
But he’s been my hand to hold
I’m sold that if I did this right he’d embrace me
But the undeniable thing
Is he’s had my hand
And is holding me steady
I can’t tell you I’m doing it right or wrong
We’ll see
But still, he’s with me
K.
Season 1 "It Relies on you"
Emmanuel D. Wallace
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