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Mark Lecuona Jan 2015
I’m not worried about why
I just want to know what
I’m not afraid of sinners
You have room to open up

Everybody has their own taste
I don’t think much about yours
That’s part of getting old
I’m autumn leaves making floors

Holy forgiveness
It’s more than I can do
That kind of acceptance
Is for people worse than you

You turned out a certain way
But I’m not the one who did it
Unless I really meant that much
I must have been your cigarette

Holy forgiveness
It was easier with you
The things you did to me
Are nothing compared to what I do

I thought about it enough
I know where I went wrong
Whatever I did to you
It's pulling us both along

Holy forgiveness
It’s hard to accept what’s true
I’ve never been the one
Who had the right to forgive you

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