My Life
MY LIFE
My life is so out of balance tears run from my eyes
and run like fresh rain from a window pane.
My life is out of control like a tumbleweed blowin in the wind
just traveling in any direction I'm not sure of my destination.
My life I spend running from one hand to the other
leaving chaos and pain for another trying to figure out
which heart will love me forever.
My life, I ask one question?
When will I stop running and causing so much pain
my life is like water going down a drain.
Lord please, help me pick the right person
the right heart and help me understand
how to tell them apart. Just let me have that fresh-start.
By
Rowdy
Yates
Copyright © Rowdy Yates | Year Posted 2016
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