It's been a long time since I spoke of your name.
I learned your Word but still treated lyfe like a game.
But yet, by my side you remained...
reality hit me and I didn't know how to talk to you.
I got on my knee's but couldn't pull my hands together.
I went to church but was shame to go into your temple.
I sleep with the Good Book by my pillow but quit opening to read
The pastor say, "all you have to do is open your heart and speak."
But I don't feel my words are worth listening to.
So I decided to do what I have been blessed with a gift to do.
That's to write a letter to you.
But where do I begin.
I have done every crime worst then sin.
Shame your name even dishonored mines.
Your Word say, you forgive those who ask.
But i feel my chances are gone.
Even though my guardian angel said I'm your choicen one.
That a special gift is in me and that one day I'll see it.
After every wrong I've done...
God, can I still be?