You're everything

This is not about you anymore. It's about Him.

You're our only hope

There's a song that's inside of my soul

It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But you sing to me over and over and over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
and pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now you're my only hope
Sing to me the song of the stars
Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing
and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that You have for me over again
I give You my destiny
I'm giving You all of me
I want Your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs I'm giving it back
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
and pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now you're my only hope

Girl, interrupted.

 I don't know. That I was sorry. That I will never know what it was like to be her. But I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. You hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.
I carried on this way for three years.
In summary it was a roller coaster of overdoses, eating disorders, cutting, and an indefinite amount of suicide attempts.
I went somewhere this summer that made me take a step back and see how messed up my life was.
I needed to change. I needed to want to change.
I had to accept that I was officially in a psych ward.
That everything I said and did was recorded.
So I gave myself over to God, and I let him take over control.
No doctors, specialists, or psychologists could help me.
Only He could, and my will to believe in Him.
That was three months ago.
This is me now.

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