I really feel like that spoiled little kid, that I never liked.
What have I done do deserve this life?
If I had a potion that would let me do what I wanted, why would I do this?
Is this a lucky chance, or is this God's will?
Is my well-being based on others misfortune?
I saw the sunset and it felt good.
I felt the warm surf and it felt good.
Open my eyes, Lord. Open my mind.
I beg forgiveness, for I deserve nothing.
Cure me, O Lord for I am spoiled.
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