on my knees
Finally i found somthing that i love to do...i was actually good at it, and got reconized for it.
I did it every day. I actually looked forward to it, every one thought i was weird because of it.
I really liked him, i really liked to see him while i was was working, he made me smile just thinking about
him. He excited me and determined me to do my best.
So now of corse i do somthing out of the ordinary, somthing unlike me...and it
well.. risked alot.
So now i am just leaving every feeling/every emotion/every thought, up to God.
I believe i tryed my hardest to perswade them, and i hope my words were
powerful enough to touch their hearts. "Let me have one more try" pours out of
my mouth every time it is mentioned. Now i am down on my knees
in prayer asking for forgivness and guidence. I love my life
please let me keep it.
Every minute seems like hours, and every hour seems like DAYS. I just
want one more shot and i will make it into perfection. Nothing i said
that day seems as good as it did then. Now thinking about what i wrote makes me
feel juvinille, i keep thinking of better ways i could have written it to
sound better.
-just one more chance and i swear i wont mess up.
on my knees
I did it every day. I actually looked forward to it, every one thought i was weird because of it.
I really liked him, i really liked to see him while i was was working, he made me smile just thinking about
him. He excited me and determined me to do my best.
So now of corse i do somthing out of the ordinary, somthing unlike me...and it
well.. risked alot.
So now i am just leaving every feeling/every emotion/every thought, up to God.
I believe i tryed my hardest to perswade them, and i hope my words were
powerful enough to touch their hearts. "Let me have one more try" pours out of
my mouth every time it is mentioned. Now i am down on my knees
in prayer asking for forgivness and guidence. I love my life
please let me keep it.
Every minute seems like hours, and every hour seems like DAYS. I just
want one more shot and i will make it into perfection. Nothing i said
that day seems as good as it did then. Now thinking about what i wrote makes me
feel juvinille, i keep thinking of better ways i could have written it to
sound better.
-just one more chance and i swear i wont mess up.
on my knees