Preoccupied

PREOCCUPIED

I'm preoccupied, but not with the Savior

At least not like I should be

I'm preoccupied with worry, and stress, and people I shouldn't be

Caught up in ideas that lead nowhere

Feelings that tend to be one-sided

Fear to get going keeps me busy, too

Worrying about what people will think if I go left when they want me to go right

And it's killing me, because it's causing me nothing but grief

But I keep doing it, anyway

The insane part is that, I keep thinking it'll change if I stay where I am

Like Teena Marie, I need to go out on a limb

And trust that stepping out may be the key to me stepping up

Stepping up to where I need to be

Stepping up to purpose

Stepping up to what is genuinely me

I need to prioritize, put what's good first instead of what I think I need – my wants

Because wants can get me caught up in some shit I don't need to be in

Wants keep me preoccupied with how to get it

Keep me focusing on the pigeon and not the eagle

Wants may be fleeting, but needing can be forever

My wings are meant for soaring, not for frying

Which preoccupation does to you

Letting it go for something better

I will be occupied with peace, love, faith, and hope

 

Sincerely,
Alfreda
MA, Human Services, BS General Studies (Political Science, Recreation; English minor)

"Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths." Proverbs 3:5-6