No, I haven't abandoned you.

Swamped.
So much to do, so little time. I wonder if all will be well.
I worry that I'm making the wrong decision,
That in some way, I am being short-sighted.
I wonder if it is that youth proving its existence in me.
I wonder if that is god or bad.

I have so much to plan, so much to arrange, so much to complete.
But I can get through this.
I have faith in my wings.
I will get through this.
Whether I walk, crawl, run, or jump out,
Only He knows.
But I will be alright.

I think I will be alright.