Please Help Me

"Please help me," I say often,

In a little girls voice in my head.

Sometimes it's my adult voice too.

But I don't where I end and You, God, begins.

I don't know boundaries.

I am trying, but how hard?

I feel like if I just try harder it will happen.

Is that a lie too?

Please help me in the messages I get,

In every message I receive.

I am far too influenceable. 

I need You to filter things into me.

I still want to know things;

This doesn't take away my will.

I want to know the good and the bad,

But Jesus, I want You there with me.

Please show me everything. 

In Your time, because I trust You.

Help me to trust You.

I don't truly trust anyone, but I do You.

Because You know why.

I still question if I am looking for something

That is not there.

I know I am broken.

This is where I am right now.

This is how I feel.

Am I wrong to expect something from You, Jesus?

Even in the word game You are the Messiah.

Jesus, as I have prayed before,

I don't know now.

I have prayed so many things.

Please let the world know Your goodness.