I Strive To Make A Difference Poem by Phil Soar

I strive to make a difference
In everything I do
But times they are a-changing
So what will my difference do?

My mental health is suffering
I feel I'm going mad
Quiet and isolation
Take away the things I had

This seems to be a passing phase
That hopefully won't last
In years to come I'll think of this
As just part of my past

I suffer with self pity
While I am all alone
And time might mend the sadness
When lord jesus guides me home

For now, I will persue my cause
And try to take my time
make up for all the differences
That I might have left behind