Somewhere in the middle, between good and evil.
I have no place to call home.
I pray from the bottom of my heart, I love to do good but evil comes natural.
I put my chin up and step out to greet the day, a brand new day, a clean slate but ten minutes in I’ve already cussed a stranger.
I spit out venom
I spit out praise
I live a miserable wretched life but I love the Lord, I love the church.
They tell me I’m a wild girl, I smile and lift my chin.
Inside I weep and no one sees.
This is me: this is the life of your average church girl.