The opinion you have of yourself is a choice. So choose to believe that you have worth. Believe that you possess a Holy goodness…because you do.
It’s the freakin weekend, and I’m about to have me some fun
The disease of self runs through my blood It’s a cancer fatal to my soul Every attempt on my behalf has failed To bring this sickness under control
Tell me, what’s going’ on inside of me? I despise my own behavior This only serves to confirm my suspicions That I’m still a man in need of a savior
