My 3am Thoughts
My 3. Am thoughts
My thoughts are constant, there is no end
What kind of will the devil send
I can't handle no more I got enough on my plate
Just to trying to decide the method of my fate.
You see I'm all alone with noone in sight
So I might as well give up the fight.
It seems everyone I loved, I lost without ease
So I ask God, "why", please tell me please
There is no rhyme and there is no reason
So I've decided, it's just my season
I wanna stay but I don't think I can
Cause there's never anybody here to hold my hand.
There's none that cares if there's a tear in my eye
There's none cares if I live or die.
Karen
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Copyright © Karen Powell | Year Posted 2022
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