Sometimes you feel like you alone.

Sometimes it is too much. 

You miss your mother as soon as you hang up the phone.


Sometimes you feel like angry,

like you never have before.

It isn't them that ruin, but the hate inside of me.


Sometimes you feel like you let God down.

But you can't let him down if you don't hold him up.


Sometimes the world tells you you're wrong.

Sometimes you just gotta know that He is enough.


Music is my forte,

But words are my joy.

I may not be the best,

But they set fire to my soul.


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