I Am In Your Care

I am in your care I was a young lady, and respected too I cared for my beautiful skin I wore nice dresses and moved my hips, from side to side.. I sprinkled perfume over my fancy dresses My hair pressed, curled, straighten, in anyway I liked! I was once your age and I looked great too! Today, I am in your care I am smelling, and I know, I see your disgust My hair, a mess and I know that’s a lot My teeth, if any, brown and twisted My skin is dry, no lotion, and I am exposed I can’t do those things, I once did for myself You tell your friends, what you see, of me But, I am in your care My family, smell good and lotion their skins They're well dressed and look great They smile and show those white, beautiful teeth They are respected, because they can speak Who is there, to care of me, or touch me? But, I am in your care I am in your care, so please treat me right I am dying , as the days go by I am ready to see, my Master Please, take me Lord, I pray I am hurting, to see how I am, and their despise My dignity, my pride, my self respect, I can’t protect Your touch, your smile, your face, maybe the last Do you care, who I am? But, I am in your care