Dear God,

Please don't forsake me
I want to be whole

The years that passed
Is something I hold

I've done things right
Yet'
I've done things wrong

A lot of these things
I must put behind me

I delt with them lightly
When I should of been serious

I went my own way
From the things I have done

If I only cared
If I only could

The thing that I need
are
The things I must share

Does anyone care
or
Will anyone will

It's my own problem
and
I think that you will

I will confess my sins
I will often cry

These feelings I hold
I hope they can die