Each day passes as another before with heartache and pain like it’s a reward.
No matter where I go or who I see there’s this reflection looking back at me.
It speaks harsh words loud and clear I’m never going to live without this fear.
People pass by me and I can see through their eyes.
Numbness, coldness and Ice.
This man is a waste and why should they care because I’m such a stare.
There’s nights I lay under the stars pretending my breath is heaven;
Gazing through afar wonder as I can see the stars;
Am I part of his big plan?
I pray and ask God to hear my prayer and sometimes I wonder do you care?
I know this life isn’t what you hoped because this life so hard to cope.
I know I will wake again tomorrow only to have this day borrowed.
I don’t know Lord if I can make it tomorrow.
My heart and soul cry out to you with hopes I’ll have one more chance.
A chance to love, be loved, and true. I’ll give it all to you.
Until then “These Shoes will keep on walking”