In This Life
I am
Plato's Apology
Yet i'm not apologizing for speaking my mind
And expressing how i feel
Just doing as God commanded
Trying to determine
What is pious, and what is impious?
Will God forgive me of my sins?
God forgive me for falling asleep in math class
I don't fit in with this wealthy class
I am just trying to do what is right
At least I hope I am doing what's right
Like going to college and earning that degree
I'm barely scraping by
Money is being pulled from my pockets
Faster than I'm making it
I don't know if I can make it
In this life
What am I good at?
What am I good for?
God, what is my purpose
What is my place in this life?
I have the world's lust of money
And worries of debt
Stuck on my mind
Stuck like the gum on my shoe won't come off
Lord, I am worried out of my mind
Lord, hear my prayer
I'm having trouble making friends
What happened to all my friends?
They are strangers
People I no longer recognize
I wish I could go back in time
Cause I'm sitting here
Wondering
What could I change
If I was given the chance
To make things right
Because then, maybe I'd still have the same
Friends
Lord, hear my prayer
Help me not to give in to the Devil's temptation
To fail
To give up
Please grant me the strength
The serenity
The will
To make something of myself
In this life
I want to touch lives
I want to make them soar
I want to change the world
Am I doing what you've asked of me?
Am I doing your will?
Lord, will I ever find my purpose,
In this life?
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