Written by: jazmine brown

Trouble with the endeavors of life 
punish with the words spoken of the men who once told me they loved me
walkers upon the darkness 
beaten with the fleshly judgment of women around me with there stead fast faith  
Believing life is an never ending pit a steady trial with weary roads with many bumps and rugged hills

Struggling to be better then what is expected hated by Christian women who once spoke to me with love 
Judge by my enemy lost in this lusting and desirable greedy world 
Body weary and  heart crossed between two paths 
For misunderstood by those saints that worship in there so called tabernacle 
But a saint  is just a sinner who once fell down i heard a wise man once say 
For i am just sinner searching for a  way