HALO

I had to learn the hard way to change for the better. I buried my ego next to my pride and horns. I only follow my halo until the trumpets are heard. I've never lost faith, but I dug around the wrong field of hate. I created my own problems by trying to make people relate. I did it because I wanted attention. I wanted people to notice me. I still dance around the rosary hoping one day there will be one for me. Why can't I just leave it be. I guess when it comes to me, I've always believed, I had nothing to live for. So I create my own problems by starting a big war. I'm a character, I know, as you can see it shows. But I never lost hope. Till this day, I keep climbing that rope. I know I have doves in my soul. I can hearing the holy ghost. My angels are leading me to a bright road that only the lord knows where it goes. Will I make it there alive, heaven only knows. So until the day I make it or not, my halo will forever be my throne.