Battle

Y'all cannot judge me at all. Its like y'all are waiting until I fall. The mirror on the wall. Tells me that my heart is cold and raw. I still pray to Jesus and ask if I'm a fraud. My sin are to tall And heavy that I have to crawl. When I need to talk i cannot What happened to my jaw? When I run into the devil its always like my heart and soul brawl. Then on Jesus I call. Why is the world to busy on seein what I saw? I cannot tell a blind man what I want to draw. Because if I did it would be against the law. I haven't sold my life but I put it on pawn. -Mario Perez