Thinking back on my life,
I miss that so much,
Thinking back on my problems,
It makes me wonder,
Was it bad luck?
Or was it that I didn't care,
Didn’t care if things would never be fair,
They would never be the same,
Myself is the only one to blame,
To hang my head in shame,
Because I just came,
I thought I was the queen like i was so mean,
It worked then it failed,
The man who got his hands and feet nailed,
And I still don’t thank him,
I wish I could but,
I can’t put what I want to say into words,
Words that want to be heard, by a man so great,
A man I try to appreciate,
But I catch myself stopping,
Losing track, because this great man,
Our savior doesn't seem to want to talk back.
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