 | I once described my life… as many splendored things
I now describe my past, as waste, and fear what my future brings
I am one love short of the two I've had and in my family, I have none
In this war of good and evil, it seems that evil must have won
I feel I've been deserted but without the tropic island
God won't listen to my prayers and I see the devil smilin'
My faith in God, I question, Can I believe what I don't feel?
Religious stories so conflicting Are they just tales or are they real?
So many backs turned at me as I seek help to get in front
Of this life that has developed into a death defying stunt
I can’t get past the pressure and I can't live through these pains
The painting of my life is just a canvas full of stains
I can't cry another day and I can't live my life in fear
My body won't have fluids If I shed another tear
Advice, it serves no purpose, unless you’re walking in my shoes
You may help to solve one problem but, my problems come in two's
But, I'll take my rock and slingshot and battle to the death
My problems are Goliath but I’ll fight till I take my last breathe.
Written by Uptown
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