The Race

I live in a cliche of feet don't fail me now Trying to make it through each day Someway ,somehow. Ive been running this race towards a never reaching finish line And as I strive to reach it, It just seems there's not enough time There is distractions and setbacks that cover me like hot burning oil And users and abusers who make my blood boil Its just me and God now Where my trust forever resides And i will lean on his mercy Its the only place left to hide I want to spread peace and love All around And i don't care if they mock me or think Im unsound So ill still run for the finish line no matter how far away Til i reside in heaven with Jesus When its my final day.