Don't want to and can't
Failure feels better
My natural slant
So many tasks
Each slips through these hands
But am I allowed
To ignore life's demands?
Where can I go?
Where perfection is banned?
Where failure is standard
And admitting it grand?
Into the arms
Running headlong
Instant relief
My heart hears His song
"When all seen is failure
You're ready for Me,
Sit down in My perfect
Where I finished for thee."
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