You are God, and I am just Robogirl. A unsure little dot trapped inside like a pearl. Waiting for adventure, but still isn’t clear if she should trust any voices that she might hear, while her brain is still fighting to pull her back inside to a place where she would have no place to hide. For the longer you stay trapped inside of your brain your depression will grow, till you become quite insane. Breathe, and take it in. Breathe and take it in. It’s so easy, lovin you. Why do you make it so hard to do?
If, God had asked me to be someone’s bride. Looks don’t matter, age is relative, and there is so much that I am able to give.
Letter A is an artist, with more talent than me, who has a well toned body, as you can easily see. He and I enjoy many of the same things. Animals in the woods, a bird, as it sings. He can easily pick me up and place me inside a vehicle if we want to go for a ride. A rebel at heart, with a cleaning mindset, which is something that I often forget. He is the only candidate who lives down the street. The other’s I’ve technically yet to meet. He loves me so much and could help in so many ways, but two other candidates still want to play.
Next letter, B, he lives so far away, and I don’t even have a passport today. The other two are Christians, but I believe in Allah God, and even though many of my views are odd, God might be setting this up as His plan. A bridge between Christianity and Islam. He’s gathered up items, like clothing of gold. But one more letter’s tale must be told.
Letter C is crippled, with his own power chair. If we get together the whole world will stare. The thing is, I don’t care, and neither does he. We’ve each already made the news, it comes naturally. He has a beautiful house, and an accessible van. He wants to share with me as much as he can. Which is way more than my life would ever have thought, but God always thinks of the things we do not. Together we could do so much more than what we are individually out here fighting for.
I want to have three, but I think Jesus chose One, so I can rest now, and let God’s will be done.