Even though sometimes my life feels like a mess.
You know, it could be worse.
I could be dying.
I could be cursed.
But instead, I'm flying,
Souring on happiness.
Thinking of how my family was sent to me.
The best of the best.
I have no words,
For the opportunities coming my way.
So many things they hold.
So great, so bold.
I'm so blessed,
Even though sometimes my life feels like a mess.
Because God has a plan.
And every mess,
Every blessing,
Is in the master plan.
Part of something greater,
Part of a reason.
The mess is just a downward slope,
But it always goes up.
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