Somewhere in the lost world

I am not. He is.
The benevolent Lord! He is the only dependable entity. Without him I am nothing.
He makes us as he likes 

I do what he instructs me to. I become man on his orders, woman too if he likes. It is all His power that commands our senses.
This is a fearful morning. I have woken up with huge liabilities. I have woken up with realization. I remember the times when the first sound of morning would bring my obsession's face into my mind.
This expression is fake. All my existence is fake and for the benefit of show. My falsity makes sure the show I put on is the best one. The one that makes others feel inferior of themselves .
I ask forgiveness from God for betraying his trust. 

Keep me within you arms, my Love