To Andrew
Oh how I'm a stupid fool, Look at how I break and fall. And relay on him to catch me To pick me up and stop me. And I say those hurtful words, Harm him in ways I did not know. Cough up blood. It's worth the pain. With everything I do and say, I hurt the people who are near; Lost in all these troubled fears, Building up for all these years. Now my worries bind me down. Keeping me from flying high. I just want to sit and cry, And tell him that I regret myself. I want to take back those things, But knowing that I shall fail. To stubborn for my own good, Can't open up; I try to hard. So wont he hear my written words, And except my repent, And love again.
-Ceri-Adair 2/18/09 8:39am
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