This song seems to speak my life right now.  It’s weird… same age and same emotions… Same fears.  Why does everyone have to pretend that they’re life is perfect - why can’t we all just be honest?  Yes it may make the air heavier, but it may also make a lot of people not feel as insecure about opening up to people…

Perfection has been a huge enemy for me… i’m working on getting rid of it, same as feeling like I’m just holding together - with a lot of rips throughout my entire body…and I seem to be full of doubts often… but I am trying to remember God loves me!

FREE TO BE ME

(Francesca Battistelli - My Paper Heart)

At twenty years of age I’m still looking for a dream
A war’s already waged for my destiny
But You’ve already won the battle
And You’ve got great plans for me
Though I can’t always see

(Chorus)
‘Cause I got a couple dents in my fender
Got a couple rips in my jeans
Try to fit the pieces together
But perfection is my enemy
On my own I’m so clumsy
But on Your shoulders I can see
I’m free to be me

When I was just a girl I thought I had it figured out
My life would turn out right, and I’d make it here somehow
But things don’t always come that easy
And sometimes I would doubt

(Chorus)

And you’re free to be you

Sometimes I believe that I can do anything
Yet other times I think I’ve got nothing good to bring
But You look at my heart and You tell me
That I’ve got all You seek
And it’s easy to believe
Even though

(Chorus)