Can You Hear Me
Sometimes I wonder can you see me do you hear me,
yeah I'm hurting because it's your spirit that I'm grieving,
to the ones on the outside looking in they don't really see
the struggle within, they don't know some days and
weeks I literally drown in sin, and even with forgiveness
and repentance still I ask...can you hear me, when I pray
sometimes it doesn't feel sincere I, even I question if I'm
suppose to be here, in the heat of the moment strength is
what I lack and it's lack your power I fail to tap in to
so...the flesh will always despise you. I'm better than this
and I know it, I ate from the tree I was suppose to leave
alone and now I'm feeling naked in your pressence my
weakness is exposed, you built us with limitations so we
could lean on the one who is limitless, you became a
physician so you could make us whole from this sickness
this goes beyond religion I surrender it all my days my
nights my life my rights, I'm wrong you're right and I
know you have perfect control over my life and all this
I'm feeling is scripted I'm just asking you can you hear me
despite of all of what I go threw...
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