Former choices have come with tanks to my front door
I can’t escape the consequences of what I’ve sowed
Planted with abandon and now it’s time to pay
Begging for mercy after ignoring every warning sign on the way
God, why do you care about me? I’m a terrible man full and empty
Empty of discipline, full of errors.
I can’t shake you shaking your head every second of the day
I swear I’ll do better but I stumble while walking away
Some say I shouldn’t look so closely in my mirrors
But I don’t feel safe anywhere at any time am I always missing your points
It’s just too hard to pretend I’m safe but my peers swear I think I’m perfect
If they only knew thoughts I battle under the surface
I, don’t, want, to, die
Just in the gate escaping fire barely
Why, am, I, this way?
It’s not depressing I’m just asking questions
While I still have time to change
I don’t want to die and appear before the throne
Head down weeping bitterly
Wailing in my prison deemed disorderly
What are you thinking about after reading this?