Sweet Architect
Sweet architect!
I hope you are listening to the clamors in my head
I hope you see the pain I feel in my chest
I hope you see that I really am trying my best
Sweet architect!
I hope you’re seeing the tears my eyes harbor
I hope you realize that my heart sobs
I hope you see me in my origin as someone with naught
Sweet architect!
I hope you see my soul is a mess
I hope you see me try again and fall back on earth
I hope you see my laid back at night trying to reach the heavens for help
Sweet architect!
I hope you see me wishing I could change
Become a better person in this age
I hope you see that I have been damaged
Sweet architect!
I hope you see the need I need
I hope you see as I fall on my knees
That I need a whole new knead
Sweet architect!
I hope you know that I know that you’re the only one who can
Help me with all of earth’s troubling time
And let me live the life I deserve
Sweet architect!
This is not my cry to you but a plea
Like a poor child to a rich King
I reach out to you for a meal!
Sweet architect!
We both know these chains are not mine
But I got them while I was trying to make it in life
Please help me break loose and survive
Sweet architect!
I know that you are all where
At days when you are needed
You’re always near
Sweet architect!
I now plead with you to come; save me and my mates
From this trouble we have to eat on our dining plates
And move us from where we are to our original place!
From a friend that cares,
©Emmiasky Ojex
Copyright © Emmiasky Ojex | Year Posted 2018
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