I am no longer “no one” as I might’ve thought before,
I have finally realized all I have left in store.
I am a daughter of a King of the most High,
Feet standing strong with the Spirit so nigh.
Despite the world’s definition of popularity and glam,
I always try to remember who and whose I am,
My fear is now whether I’ll always stay true,
But, I know with my Savior I’ll always make it through.
I start to realize “Me” is a title worth gold,
You see I am “His” I know now what was told.