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I short poem about loosing faith. It's not about me I swear :) |
| My intentions were never to be understood A walk in my shoes? No one could I don't need the pity of an unknown face Or the words of wisdom from an unknown grace I don't need your help I don't want to be saved The way I am is the way I'll stay You say that one day I'll regret these mistakes and to confess now before it's too late A preacher takes me by the hand Swearing he'll guide me to the promised land All the land I've known has been trailed with tears I've lost hope over the years This God you know has left me behind He ignored all my screeching crys I stopped praying to him and started depending on me How I am is how I'll always be |