It started in the places of the Bible’s ambiguity,
That sin began to flourish and uproot my purity
Alone I struggled to ‘fight that good fight’
But it always hit hardest when I closed my eyes at night
Till one day I couldn’t take it anymore
I was tired of pretending perfection was in my core.
The voices of my parents, my family and friends
drove me to a point where I decided “This is the end”