To Be Repaired

Seems I always come to You when things aren’t going well Sometimes feeling cursed, deservedly so, but hurting inside Knowing well I’ve had more than my share of good Misused the blessings but kept returning for more Could have made better decisions, now I see Could have thought before I acted, now I cry Feels like a never ending rain as it wears me down Like an old car that has seen its better years Engine still runs but without the energy Too many bad miles and rocky roads Sunday, think I’ll drop it in the shop To be repaired.