bittersweet

I can't hold on to the bitterness inside my heart

Every day I'm asking God to take away the stones

And I'm seeing things I really wish I didn't see

And it's pushing me to act a way that's so cold

Don't give me dreams about some things unless it's planed to be

I don't wanna walk by impressions of false hope

But I know that if you say it then it's gonna be

You're like the potter, I'm the clay but it hurts when you mold

And it hurts when you mold

You asking me to trust you with some things I don't wanna let go

I know that you made me broken so I could reach the broken