Lets be Butterflies

Why do I always seem to fall. I've been down this path before and it led me nowhere at all. Is Satan toying with my mind. Bobbing me up and down like a toy yoyo making my string wind. It seems I'm up at my highest peek. And then I'm slowly falling down in my seat. Jesus I know your there. Who am I kidding your everywhere. Why is reality so cold. This isnt the shape of which I want my body to mold. I want to be pure, and beautiful as can be. Because if I'm not I just wont be happy being me. This was an ever changing week. It didn't just come to me It was something I had to seek. When I was willing God came in. He told me he would forgive me for my sin. Its just so hard to forgive myself. So I hide back in a corner on the dusty bookshelf. Back with the dust from the old me. And I think to myself will I ever be free. But something magical happened to me. I kinda formed into a butterfly you see. Now I am as beautiful as ever. And life couldn't seem to be better. God made me unique for he had a plan. He will continue to walk with me and hold my hand. I may stumble and fall all the way. But he will pick me back up and with him i will stay.