I am good at giving up always have been I let so many things fall from my careless hands fumbled them, walking away as they clattered to the ground I make it look easy, effortless I make it look good There is something divine something sacred even powerful in the act of giving up I pray at the altar of surrender falling to my knees bow my head and offer up the things, the dreams, the people, the pain that weigh heavy, too heavy Here, on bended knee I have given it all up my hurt my heart my doubt my grief my pride my fear my desperation my loneliness my friendships, that do not serve me my lovers, that have bruised me and myself, I have surrendered each girl I have been Like a snake, I shed my skin - my sin I have given it all away surrendered it to the gods lit a candle for each and set myself free I am good at giving up And boy, does it feel good