It is on the days That nothing is certain And I feel there is a never ending struggle Moments that take me away From any human interaction Daily death reborn in struggle Hate me is all anyone has to offer Bait me, is what they offer Tearing at the scenes of my struggle So lord can you tell me why they always hunt me These shadows of dark sent to extinguish my light Why do they hate me for just existing Can they not see I am just a nobody who wants to just be free So today, it is April and nature is snowing I am suck at home, when I know I should be working And now, with nobody around it is just you and me Lord Please help me see the light on this journey Guide me, for I am the broken Even your followers shun with ineffable grace Heathen is what they will call me Blasphemous is how they hear my words While I beg you for that forgiveness That you gave to the thief on the cross So who is really the deserv-ed? Please show me the light in the shadows of this darkness Please Lord, forgive me and bless me with your prowess There is beauty in everything, even on these cold days, the birds still flying freely and singing with grace Just give me the chance that maybe this time I will see your grace
