Now adays my prayers sound different In the past I wasn’t religious Now I find myself asking for Forgiveness Can you mend this broken Heart Am I worth of Another other start Game time decisions But you gave me another shot Kept me moving forward When I chose to Stop That’s why I’m still writing On cloudy days Even when the sun shines I feel the pain I stick to myself bc These demons are hard to Tame I’m steady at war sometimes my plains Just set to flames Walking disaster My imperfections I mold Into pain But that’s the game I know I feel numb I try to feel But the receptors Don’t connect the same
The pain of my past on my fingertips, So trust the process of my progress You were to never put your heart on your sleeves For they really make bleed I got my heart on lock i rather deceive.. Cause you don't always receive what you give.
