I put faith in myself. Once I found out who I was. I said, “I got this.” Everybody will have to follow my beat.
Beat after beat, I run around in the same circle. Repeat every obstacle over and over. Beat after beat.
I cry out, Lord, why so much heartache, why so much pain? I know that I am the chosen one. Why won’t my trial stop?
Beat after beat, what am I doing wrong that these trials won’t cease?
When you look in the mirror, what do you see? An enemy of your own destiny. Stop! Let it go.
