i scroll and scroll and scrolluntil I’m filled with a deep hole.& as i try to fill the voidI become more annoyed my “confidence” destroyedand this pain i avoid.So one day, i got desperate& i looked up to the Father,and He whispered , you’re not just my childYou’re my Daughterand as He led me beside the waterHe showed His Powerlike Harry Potter.and as i fall in love with the Fatheri realize…that I’m the clay…and HE’S THE POTTER. 🪴