Imprisoned inside my own skin, i am shackeld to all my sins. Regret not, the thimgs you've done but, rebel when life gets too thin. Be careful now, hold on tight to what you have, once you loose control you'll have to beg and fight to get back in. Step over to my side of the grass, look closely and tell me what you see. Because, i don't have a clue as to where i'm supposed to be. I ask the lord to send me a sign, he tells me, be patient it'll all show in due time. Patience is all i know, i'm tired of waiting and always being broke. Come step over to my side of the grass, look closely and tell me what you see! Because i still don't have a clue as to where i'm supposed to be. Askin God to give me some kind of sign but, he keeps tellin me in due time. The lessons have been learned, yep the old me is dead and gone. I've been reborn, ready to start a new journey, find the road that leads me to my destiny.
Will The Grass Ever Get Greener?
August 28, 2009