By Steven A. Pillar
I feel lost, alone, sad, and afraid.
Why do I feel this way?
What have I done, to get the price I'm being paid.
It makes me think, will I make it through another day?
I watch my soul slowly fade in to the day's sky.
I wonder vastly, will I soon die.
Help me lord, remove this curse from me.
Whatever it is that is blocking my view, I want to see.
I deeply want to live, but that is slowly fading,
The devil on my shoulder is constantly persuading.
I want to be happy, as free as a bird,
Whatever it is, I wish this pain & sorrow had never occurred.
I feel lost, alone, sad, and afraid.
Why do I feel this way?
What have I done, to get the price I'm being paid.
It makes me think, will I make it through another day?
I watch my soul slowly fade in to the day's sky.
I wonder vastly, will I soon die.
Help me lord, remove this curse from me.
Whatever it is that is blocking my view, I want to see.
I deeply want to live, but that is slowly fading,
The devil on my shoulder is constantly persuading.
I want to be happy, as free as a bird,
Whatever it is, I wish this pain & sorrow had never occurred.
