Just Me
They look to
me to teach them.
Some of them
truly believe
That i am
wiser than others they know,
That i am
more than “just me”
I’m hoping that
i can show them
That there
is so much more
Than making
an “A” for their captain.
More than
just a good score.
And what of
that old lady begging?
Could my
spare change possibly be
A way to
show her how my Jesus loves
Beggars like
her, fools like me?
I’m hoping
that someone will stand here
By my side
so we can be strong.
But even if
i’m an Outsider alone,
I will never
stop singing Your song
So if i try
to love like You do,
Then perhaps
i can be
A little
more than simply a fool
And
something more than “just me”
