The Guilty Pleasure

Oh for a women I am
Never once did I satisfied
Of being the perfect wife
Nor the other hats I’ve wore

For forever I’ll be held in God’s hand
And be showered of His love
I’ve been spoiled

Yes.
The damaged me.
But I’ve stood stronger
I’ve dream bigger
I believe I can reach further
Wiser!

And God answers my prayer
More gifts after another
Have I loved you enough?
Oh the guilty pleasure

I shall be back whole
Casting the pieces I’ve learn to withhold
No more holes
No more excuse to mourn

I shall learn to learn
Thanking the guilty pleasure I’ve decide to own
I’ll be back whole