Seriously, my hair’s messy like Mozart’s.

You keep me up late at night. Rustle up my hair every time.  You consume my thoughts and my energy. You always get the best of me. You’re so tough to wrap my head around at times. You make my heart beat so fast when the ‘dates’ draw close. I try my best but sometimes it may not be enough.

I’m talking about no boy here. I’m talking about Year 2 of law school and my finals now.

Okay, jokes aside, in the midst of this hurricane inside of me, Lord I know you are there. And everything will be alright, just because.


One Response to “Seriously, my hair’s messy like Mozart’s.”

  1. Interceding for you throughout.

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