Your goals.  Your dreams.  Your financial schemes.
Can I ask, who are you living for?

Your appearance.  Your words.  Your life has become so blurred…
I wonder, who are you living for?

The steps you take, choices you make,
The feeling I get that every breath is fake,
I challenge you.
Who are you living for?

Is it the standards your parents raised, or the lover you blindly chase?
Maybe it’s the fame you crave,
to associate lights with your name?
Or the success you see painted in the press?

Or can I be blunt?  Ask you right up front…

Is it you?

Are you living for yourself?
seeking wealth, putting morality on a shelf

Are you feeding the beast?
Giving in to the flesh,
If you are,
soon there will be nothing of you left.

Stop tearing yourself down.  Stop seeking material happiness. just like all the rest…
You: body, mind, and soul are God’s creation, and only HE makes you whole.

Don’t answer for my sake.  Answer for your own.
Plant your soul in HIS will, not temporary thrones.

Who are you living for?