Pride

I'm proud of myself. Honestly,

I don't need anyone to tell me what to do

I have eyes to see the beauty of the world

Ears to listen to the music of the spheres

Hands to greedily grab what I want

Feet to take me to my self imposed destiny

O my Lord, please tell me

Why then do I need You

To comfort me, to caress me, to care for me

To tell me what to do

In this immense, confusing world?