A poor sinner is what I am
Asking and begging like the sinner I am
Always wanna pray for change but never do
A poor sinner is what I am to you
In others eyes i'm just a man lost in his own way
Like a fiend in the darkness ready to pounce
I subtract all negative feelings before you
That's how I know what a poor sinner I am
I lie to the face of people that care for me
A poor sinner can only be right for so long
All the lies you tell will be there to unfold
Before your very eyes for the poor sinner
Just like that a sinner is born again
Not meant to do what is right but wrong
Only time will tell if he follows the same path
Destined to be greatness but lacks character
Due to being a poor sinner at birth
We always find a way to become who we are
Some days it's hard for people because they sin
Some get by easy because it's a win for them
A poor sinner is what I am

You asked me to hold you.
I held you.
You asked me love you.
I loved you.
You asked if I would leave you.
I said never.
You cried for me.
I cried for you.
Yet our words meant different meanings.

Be a sunflower.
Turn towards someone.
Help them.
Guide them.
Nurture them.
Your warm radiating energy will do.
Hug them.
For they need it.

There is someone out there that is waiting on me
There is someone out there waiting for my love
There is someone out there waiting for my hugs
There is someone out there waiting for my kisses
There is someone out there waiting for my intimacy
There is someone out there that is waiting on me

Where have the days gone?
Last week it was just the beginning of the summer.
A few days later it was July 4th.
Then Halloween.
Now Thanksgiving.
Soon it will be Christmas.
Where has the time gone?
Never waste your time on foolish things.

I love your hips.
I love your dips.
I love your stretch marks.
I love your stomach.
I’ll never make you feel less.
I’ll always make you feel more.

I tasted your lips...
It reminded me of caramel...
So sweet and tasty...
I stared into your honey brown eyes...
So beautiful...

We are really never set free.
That word just comes and go's.
To be truly free is something we desire.
That's all.

"I'm ready to love you now."
That ship has past.
I gave you my love.
You weren't ready for that.
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"I'm sorry but I can't love you."
"Not this time."
"I gave you all my love the first time."
There are some things that change us.
Some things that guide us.
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"Now it's time for you to handle this by yourself."
"I handled the heartbreak."
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They say your pupils dilate when you look at someone you love.
So I stood in front of a mirror.

Let me take you away from all your pain...
I'm going to guide you through all your troubles...
Let my voice sink into your soul...
Let my touch drive your mind crazy...
Fantasize about my mind mixing with yours...
Let those thoughts turn into reality...
I'll be a slave to your every need...
Let my words caress your heart...
I'll speak your dreams into reality...
Just listen to my voice and thoughts...
Let me take you on a journey for freedom...
Claim that thing you have lost in the past...
Whether it be yourself or something else...
Journey down this path you choose...
With every step you take the rest will follow...
No need to cover your tracks...
Your mind will do that automatically...
Thoughts will knock you off the path but fear not...
Your heart will guide you toward the path every time...
Multiple paths will exist, but choose wisely...
Your thoughts are always going to play games...
Each one with a different prize...
Step right up and claim that prize for yourself...
Freedom is what you're looking for and I can guide you to it...
This is your soul trying to come back from where you cast it...
Let me take control of everything and I'll show you that you need me...

Man this is hard to explain
I was raised to push this pain away
Throw it at my feet, slowly faded the day
You're my Jhene Aiko, stutter through the frame
Make my heart putter just like rain
Got me on my knees praying it's just you and me
Help me make a scene to feel like a fiend
Oh baby the pressure is high got me cracking at the seam
Let me get lost in your eyes, it's all just a fever dream.

I remember when I used to be tough.
I didn't give a **** about anything.
People made fun of me.
I just shrugged it off.
When I met you it all changed.
Our lips exchanged hurtful and beautiful things.
It mattered to me what you said.
It hurt.
It was pleasant.
I went from not giving a ****, to planting seeds.

“Hey dad what are you doing up?”
“I don’t feel good mijo.”
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“What’s wrong?”
“I just feel like this because of my sickness.”
“Hold my hand mijo.”
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“This is how I want to pass.”
“In a dark room with someone holding my hand.”
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“It’s going to be okay daddy”
“You’ll live forever and ever.”
“I love you.”
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I see you...
Do you see me...
Can you see my breath on the glass...
Can you see my tears...
Can you feel my pain...
I am wounded but there is no damage...