How bitter I’ve become,
And angry, because of you, world.
You’ve turned and tossed me in your evil ways.
How corrupt you attempt to make me.
How dare you invade my space?
I hate you with a resentment I can barely contain.
But there is One whom has conquered you, world.
I am His, and I follow Him,
For I seek that His ways may become my own.
There may be times when you cause me to stumble and fall,
But it is He whom picks me back up.
So from you, world, is the way I choose to turn.