weak

I'm weak and flawed.
Tired, exhausted, worn in, worn out, upside down inside out.
I'm me, and I'm loved.
I'll still be as loved tomorrow as I am today, thank You God.
This is it, this is me, I'm no genius, and I'll never be.
I love, and am loved, not by men, not by women, but by my God.
Sometimes by men, every once in a while by women,but always by Him.
I'm so blessed, I have family, friends, and a roof over my head.
I am getting an education, and pretty cheaply.
I love my life, thank God.
The end