My Liedentity

I allow,
I have always allowed
The worst to have its say.
I’ve wrapped my face with a shroud
Of lies.

I have believed
Every bad thing the enemy said
Through any willing mouthpiece
I have beaten myself, run, hid,
Quit- all because of shadow puppets.

I don’t know
What the truth of me is
But I’ll throw out the highs and lows
Whatever is left, is His-
Whatever I am, I am God’s.

I trust
If I have life left ahead
Or if I don’t, because truth must out
Whether I am alive or dead,
He can teach me who I am.

He might be
The only one on the planet

Who sees me.