My Design

My mind is shattered, my heart is torn,
From the weigh of the world into which I was born.
I wear a mask and tell so many lies,
That each time I do a part of me dies.
I want a way out, I want to break free,
From the walls that I've built to cover me.
I'm stuck in a maze of my own design,
I seek all my answers from Yahweh divine.