My battle cry

I am not here to be perfect, but I’d hope you could reflect then
accept yourself and pretend that I’m worth your attention,
maybe then we could transcend all these sad ends
and prevent ourselves from missing the middle,
this present is only here for a little while,
and it will leave you behind if you sit ‘til it’s over
instead of grabbing the bitterness and spittin’ it back,
though don't forget to keep what you lack to protect you from the flak,
so that you don’t crack from all this pressure that’s been buildin’ up,
you just need to realize that it’s all the overthinking that has filled you up,
just chill for a millisecond and perhaps your stress will distill to nothing
'cept a nice big cup of milk and honey,
this life is easy when you find the right King
all these crowns on earth are beneath His feet
yet He still wore that crown of thorns for me
He still kneels down to make me clean
I praise you God for your consistency
no matter how many times I'm riskin' my health
You will always be by my side keeping me well
And when I'm strugglin' with humblin' and my pride swells
You are here to remind me who saved my from myself
I owe Him so much it's only right that I have become one of the twelve
I have written these words here to help me delve
into His deep love, and maybe you could come if you felt
like this was the right time for you to ask for His help
it would be nice to have a companion or two on this path
I'm gonna be going anyway, so I figured I'd at least ask
you don't have to watch our happiness from the other side of the glass
you can join in and share the laughter, this joy is impossible to copy
though many here on earth think they have the cream of the crop
the fun usual erupts into some sort of problem
I tell you that this eternal smile can not be recreated with something you drop
this happiness is better than any of your product
though, I speak like I am somehow above
my apologies, I know that I am just as stuck
lost in these forests of a shallow numb
but its a real high that through my blood pumps
this high that doesn't build in you a tolerance
rather builds with us, a grand entrance
and grows in Him a sadness from your absence
all He wanted was to bring you back home
but it's up to you if you would rather roam alone