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There's a cry deep inside

the pits of my soul

I cannot seem to hide

This gaping hole



My heart it aches

For Christ to fill

God hates the fakes

I just want to be real



I live in a world so plastic

It sickens me, but I conform to its ways

Christ changed my life so drastic

I want to live for Him, despite what anyone says



People think I'm weird

But they don't understand

What happened that night the angels cheered

When God touched me with His hand



He breathed life into me

and healed me of my depression

He revealed His glory

Set me free from oppression



and now that I've immerged

from life's darkened cave

i feel that God has urged

me to tell you He can save



so many people claim

that they are so unique

but in fact they're all the same

society makes them weak



But even I find difficulty

in trying to be real

I know my true identity

through Christ is revealed



But this world gets me caught

caught up in its hypocrisy

I'm so sick of being someone I'm not

only my Creator can say who I was meant to be



No longer will I follow the crowd

No longer will I allow myself to be conformed

To my Savior I have vowed

By His power to let myself be transformed.



Because God didn't design me

to be like everyone else

He created my individuality

He wired me to be myself