Unfinished

When I talk to you now its like grasping the wind, You no longer have time or compassion within, I made my mistakes its clear and I know, I make my mistakes but my love I still show, Iv tried to the point that it hurts but oh well, Your the person you are it that hardened up shell, I wish that you knew how hard this all is, The pain that I feel for my family and kids, My hopes in The Lord and thats all that I need, Still itd be nice .......