Sometimes I wonder if God is really out there
Why would he want his child to suffer and think
That you’re not there. To help her, when she need you the most.
Boast to her friends that you had her back before she hung herself from the post.
You know, the one outside. Buried underneath the gravel, Daddy holding that bottle
She cried, out please help me
Help me please
Somebody, Anybody
But you were nowhere to be seen... Ain’t that some ****.
Don’t get me wrong Lord, I love you
I really do, but my faith isn’t as strong
Ever since you took away my beloved best friend, and again 3 years later
Now you know that’s wrong.
You must like to see me cry, well
No more, I won’t shed another tear for the rest of my life
I’m tired of being tired, but you push me everyday
Raised to believe that your somewhere out there in the sky
Watching over me, like a dove passing by
But I thank you; I’m a better man than I was
Yesterday. Today will be my challenge and
Tomorrow will be my reward.
I earned my right to be a happy man
I wake up and say, “I believe that I can”
Followed by anything that comes to the head
Dead, is the absence of one’s body
Imprisoned in the ground
The failure to touch ones hand again.
Yet, life goes on and all we can do is hope
Pray, hope, and pray
That the lord one day calls out our number
And your loved ones will be up there singing
Oh happy day.