Understand
You'd never understand
Not in a million years
Why calling me Bozo
Could bring me to tears
Why the scars on my legs
Or even my arm
Could be brought up
And cause me much harm
You say you know
You say you care
But don't even try
You were not there.
Looking back
It was only me
Now I realize
It's God I see
The past is a hard thing to understand
All I need to know is that I'm in Your hand.
3/15/04
I wrote this one out of boredom, while I was trying to defeat writers block, haha. I don't think very much of it. Tell me what you think.
You'd never understand
Not in a million years
Why calling me Bozo
Could bring me to tears
Why the scars on my legs
Or even my arm
Could be brought up
And cause me much harm
You say you know
You say you care
But don't even try
You were not there.
Looking back
It was only me
Now I realize
It's God I see
The past is a hard thing to understand
All I need to know is that I'm in Your hand.
3/15/04
I wrote this one out of boredom, while I was trying to defeat writers block, haha. I don't think very much of it. Tell me what you think.
