feeling inadequate.
in so many ways. sometimes i knock and try my best to push through these walls but they never seem to weaken in any way. but one thing's for sure, that i know i cant just stand there and look at my walls again. even if it means to just sing praise. i got to do something everytime they rise up against me like goliath, and then i feel so tiny.. but yet strong on the inside. in so many ways, sometimes a little appreciation would be good to get me on my feet again. but my value shall not be defined in this manner, even though i cant feel it, i will Know it. battling with my thoughts. and in so many ways, people dont understand. thats why Daddy, Daddy you are my best friend.

i need you.