This is a poem I found in one of my old notebooks from my freshman year of high school. It's a little rough and didn't even have a title until I made one up just now, but some of the lines touched me. I thought I'd share it here. (The picture is something I took around the same time period in my life.)
I'm almost back to the place where I wanted to be.
I try to be You, but I still seem like me.
The world's in my ear and my heart's on my sleeve.
I try to be real, like You want me to be.
Jesus, make me like You. Jesus, set me free.
Don't let me fall back into the world.
All I want is to be Your baby girl.
And if breaking apart is what I need,
Do what it takes to truly change me.
Even though I tried with all of my might,
Now I know that I never left Your sight.
By the way, for those of you who have been asking me, "What is college like?", I'm having a Q&A about it on September 10. If you have any specific questions, you can ask them in the comments or email them to me at firstname.lastname@example.org