Stress Reliever
If I would have just did the extra credit I wouldn't be in this mess
Just three points away and I could have escaped the stress
I lost my scholarship now I'm applying, praying for the best
But as the school year gets closer, on piles more and more stress.
It's crazy how things can change in the blink of an eye
and how consecutive small decisions can add up and a consequence arrive
I can't even tell my parents the disappointment to great
I just converse with God and cultivate some faith.
The size of a mustard seed is said to be all I need
But I'm learning to trust in him for everything.
The Author and creator of this world we live
A few thousand dollars would be easy for him to give.
But if it was really that easy what lessons would I learn
because of my circumstances a true relatioinship with him i now yearn.
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