Up Against

Up Against

Lord, You sing to me and I do not answer
I listen to everyone but you
So I’m a wallflower, not a dancer
Who wishes to sing too.

I stand off to the side and bob my head
Admiring those who can really dance.
I sing only half of a line before it’s dead
On my tongue as I hold my stance.

The lyrics I do know have become garbled,
Intertwined with lines that remind me
My black and white lyrics are now marbled
And blend silently into the wall behind me.

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