I don't have a job
I'm too lazy for school
Can't afford new clothes
Getting fatter every day
Too lazy to shave
Too lazy to practice driving
Too hard on myself
Too easy on myself
I mock and make fun
I argue and talk back
I'm impatient and demeaning
I crave attention and recognition
Sex fills my mind
My disorders I can't resist
I can't talk, I stutter
No confidence, weak in faith
I believe, but I quaver
As the days pass
The years fly by
I get older
Closer to death
Waiting won't fix things
Waiting for my big break
But I can't do it myself
Only You, Only God
My Savior, my Christ
My Redeemer, my Messiah
Only You can rescue me
Just say the word and I shall be healed.
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