Conveyer - Daughter

I hate feeling so alone, I hate feeling,
I hate feeling like I don't have a home.

You came and went and took a piece of me.
When all I ever wanted was to rest in peace.
Being left alone, having room to breathe.
Exhausted and waiting for my turn to speak.

I need to get this off my chest.
I need to gain some self-respect.
I need to listen to my friends.
I need to learn to love like Him.

This weight on my conscience has left me self-conscious.
I don't want to go through this again.

I just want to get used to the silence.
Stop acting like I've been dealt by a bad hand. No more longing for her love in my bloodstream.
I swear I'll never place my faith there again.

I'm giving this to the cross for the last time.
For some apparent peace of mind that I can't find.
You're still the only thing I see when I sleep.
You're still the only thing I pray I can keep.

But now I see, you're not a thing.
Not designed to belong to me,
to medicate my uncertainty.
You're made to fill empty graves with her love.
Remind His daughters that His heart is enough.

I'm alright with the exile I face.
I'll be fine as I bathe in His grace.
Drifting apart has our yearning is severed.
But when I dream we both pray together.