trust me nots

LEANING ON MY OWN UNDERSTANDING 
Is not what's best for me. 
I don't trust me all that much--
Wishy washy, flip floppy
Is mostly what I see

It does not matter
How I long to be sincere. 
I prove to be a liar--
Every time I try to seek Him higher
Egg is always on my face

I swallow hard
My pride that is.
And keep on keeping--
The lesson for me is yet to be learned
That God is the Keeper that keeps . . .me