Crooked Souls

I try to wrap my mind around the following line:

We are crooked souls trying to stay up straight.

I am. I am the crooked soul.
I am. I am the fool who is in control.

I am. I am he the others see on a pedestal.
I am. I am the who others refer to the fall.

I am. I am forgiven.
I am. I am blessed.

I am. Not because I am but because of I AM.

He is. He is faithful when we are weak.
He is. He is bright when we are bleak.

He is. He is the one who came to set this crooked soul straight.
He is. He is love. He is love so much that He leaves me the fate.