So many, many things.
I just don’t understand.
Where do I fit in?
What’s going on with everyone?
Why do I feel so alone,
So helpless and weak?
Why do I struggle
To keep from crumbling?
Why do these tears come
And pull the strings of my heart?
I’m so full of this world
That I hate the hatred.
My mind is proud
And my heart is hidden.
I’m falling on my knees
Giving everything I have left.
If I could just,
Just make these knees buckle.
Every time I exhale
In an attempt to fight these tears of admittance,
I feel I’ll suffocate in my own stubbornness.
I walked the road of the proud and greedy;
I tasted the poisons of sin.
I’ve stood on my own feet and fallen;
I’ve leaned on someone
And collapsed as they melted.
I’ve seen the perfectionists,
Given money to the poor,
I’ve cried in the rain
And I’ve sold bits of my soul.
I know the roads well,
But the warning signs go ignored
And I’ve had no strength to put myself together
When I've shattered,
Falling off the cliffs that awaited.
Nearly every rock in the valleys of sinful emotions
Has a bit of my blood to wear as a medal.
Learn from my mistakes?
I must be a failure at that too.
But I’m lookin’ around and I’m disgusted!
Why is the majority of the crowd
Gonna turn that puddle of blood to an ocean?
Lord, save our stubborn souls.
Age 16