Crazy Wheel

I know that if I say it It would be gone So I can't say it I can't say how I feel Or what it makes me Just know that there is a rainbow after the storm God is going to make perfect things that are not perfect And God forever is going to bring storms Are they for cleaning? Who knows? But he would never be standing still Doing nothing So you can just forget about He does nothing to you I am so tired God I thought I just got it And before this poem is over You already put me on another one Ahhhhhh can't do it God Why?