Down and Out
So many nights like these
on my hands and knees
Begging God please
give me just a little release
In a dark desperate state
with too much on my plate
Straight out of the gate
this seems to be my fate
Since the womb ive been denied,
hated and despised
Just another outcast from the tribe
, discarded, judged and tried.
A wayward son buried deep
, too many secrets Ive had to keep.
This insanity steels My sleep
, a weeping wailing black sheep.
I scream up at the skies,
is it all just smoke and lies.
It just seems the more i try,
i never find peace of mind.
So i pray my heart will heal
and God will give me a better deal
And true happiness i can feel
and he will show me what is real
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