Broken people are what I see.
Broken people, including me.
People on the outside who stay too quiet.
People on the inside who are a chaotic riot.
Broken people who feel alone.
Broken people hid behind their phone.
People who are not close to family.
People who have given up trying to see.
Broken people with a crazy past.
Broken people who wear a mask.
People who have failed for the millionth time.
People who have given up on life’s mountain climb.
People who do forgive, but live in fear.
People who are too numb to let out just one tear.
People who want to extravagantly love others,
But are too afraid to open their heart’s shutters.
Broken people who are insecure,
who in certain places live life unsure.
Broken people who just run away.
Broken people who only say they're okay.
People who use others without even thinking,
People who allow themselves to constantly be sinking.
Broken people who can't accept change.
Broken people who can't stand for things to stay the same.
Broken people who drop to their knees.
Broken people who say, "Lord, please!"
People who want to be made whole.
People who think of this as a goal.
Broken people who yearn for grace.
Broken people who strive to finish the race.
People who repent to the Father,
knowing that to Him, it isn't a bother.
Broken people who rejoice in the Lord,
because the price He paid, we could never afford.
Broken people who are thankful today,
for the price Jesus paid, we don't have to repay.
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