Set Me Straight
I could never be what God wants me to be
- which is perfection
Why You keep trying, Lord?
Why bother?
I will constantly be making mistakes
I will say no
when You say yay
I will go
and You say no
What else, Lord?
I will say hold
And You say fold
Can't get it going
- the straight way
- the narrow way
Why do I constantly make mistakes?
Is there no end to me?
When are You gonna take over?
When does pig fly? haha
I will be constantly making mistakes
And You are constantly correcting me
Is there no end to this?
I want to be perfect, God
I don't wanna make mistakes no more
I am tired
When does that day ever come?
Give me a wand or something
And I'll hit myself
And voila
One can only dream, huh?
Do dreams ever come true?
Copyright © Toquyen Harrell | Year Posted 2016
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