I am me and I can not be anything else that God has created me to be, it is hard though to be me because who I am is not accepted. So I put on many a mask and now I am so confused as to who I am. Every now and then I come out but I am so terrified of that person I immediately beat that person into submission and I no longer know me from the person I see looking back at me in the mirror. Who am I? Who am I?
God promised me that He would have everything under His control, He promises that He would take care of me in sickness and in heatlh, for richer and for poorer, He promised that He would love me and cherish me and there would be no one eles but me in His daily thoughts. God promised tha
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