What Can I Do

When life is hard and times get rough, do I continue Whenever possible for you and I to stand tall or fall down in the dust.

Why must I suffer if I cannot do more, when will my hurt truly be no more?

If given an out which road would I take, If wanting more causes me to know nothing but hate.

May my words not harm may me eyes not weep may my scars began to heal and may my thoughts find release

Till my god comes and takes me from this world may My heart not give in to every boy and girl.

May i find my outlet that speaks more than a prophet 

May God save my life before I find a way out of it