Pedestal

I'm tired
Of all this misjudging
The place you take when it comes to me
A pedestal where you stand sure
As you put words in my mouth
Thinking for me
As if I'm incapable of doing 
What is a part of me
Here you are
In a higher place
Here I am
Down here
On this ragged ground
There is not a hint of sound
When I fall here
With you up there
Why do you throw me here?
With every confident misjudgment
I weaken
And hopelessly scream
I'm so tired
I am capable of simplicity
My intentions are honest
And not as heartless as you make it so
You make me worthless
While He makes me
Worthy 
Of redemption