Meet me on The Sidelines

Meet me on the sidelines, tell me it's ok.

I can pray all day for the stain of doubt to go away

But it won't.

I knew who I was by the unfaithful flock of need.

Not just what I want, without a thought of greed.

Isolation never spoke quite like this!

No real ties, here is where I close my eyes.

Not a family, no place for my tired self.

Save my soul Lord, because the fire helps.

Is it accusation, is it assumtion on my behalf?

Why should I care, I don't want to laugh.

Talk of bitter sweet, I know it's grief.

Today it taunts my hope and plays the thief.

For some reason it kind of feels soothing.

Comfortable if your interested in loosing.

And after all the energy I didn't have to give,

I wonder if somehere bewteen the vibes I forgot how to live.

So hard to walk away from the stupefied emotion of magnitude.

I'm sure they notice with the cracks in my attitude.

Just let me be, no expecations.

I've been used to a letdown now I'm fighting with patience.

It's the torture of humility when pride cries!

You'll never hear the call, just meet me on the sidelines.