You hurt God's delicate flower you did,
And from His light you have hid,
You try to fill yourself up,
With the world to fill your cup,
But all the work you try to do, is not going to satisfy you,
For things of this world you buy to give,
Never last past the day you live,
See love is one thing you cannot buy,
Love requires your heart to try,
The people who you buy them things,
What will they miss when your number rings.
The ones who truly love you will always be
There for you unconditionally.
See that's the only love that is true,
The love that loves you for just being you.
Written by Denise Toro
