I'm getting tired of this frustration.
People creating pain and destruction.
Getting pulled all ways in every direction.
Causing so much confliction.
Tired of being held down so tight.
Til the point where I can't breathe or fight.
I draw near to whom I believe.
And when I do the devil flees.
I may be young making so many mistakes.
but hey that's how I learn to know what it takes.
You look at me with glaring eyes when my Father looks at me proud.
It took many years and many wrong crowds.
I asked him into my heart and to forgive me for I have sinned.
Since that day the devil is fighting me harder to win.
