As we continuously run the races of life, I peek into the window of destiny,
perfection is the definition of what you are definitely,
I wish time wasn't a body of water without a host,
perishable words used to create an emotional ghost,
I tried to forgive myself but wind up hurting me more than ever,
so, to answer your question, no, I'm not that clever,
how can I walk when I’m positioned to sit?
or speak volumes of understanding without saliva to spit,
I remember stories of hard times and they faded away because of prayer,
headache lifestyles that can't be cured by Bayer,
give away the pressures of the world and call on common sense,
turn down sin and fully engage and repent,
forgive those who caused us pain and forget about the pressures of the day,
it seems that I am the man to work all day for $20 just to give it away,
those terms are unbearable and maybe even tough,
but it's what i'm working with and it's never enough.