Pain is the bomb throne to my heart each day.
I am only fifteen struggling lots,
and here i am, in the midst of dismay.
I wish I could throw it all in the pots.
I barely believe what is going on,
I wish i could turn and change all i did,
but now it's too late, I want to go stun.
Though I cant do that, I know I forbid.
If my honest comes, i don't trust a “wow.”
It is a cycle that always gets flopped.
I want to trust Him, and not forgot how,
I need to trust God, and never get mopped.
My heart is real tired and feeling like crap,
but He wipes all off, and makes me a trap.
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