
But take me as I am,
Not what I am yet to become.
Once I get to your arms,
I will re-learn to run.
Take me for what I am worth,
Not what I have lost.
Once I see your eyes,
I will kill my past.
But take me as I am,
Not what I am still chasing.
Once I finish this race,
I will be done with pacing.
And take me in like a poison,
Not like clear water.
Once I cleanse my sins,
You will thank the fathers.
-Jackie