So I'm told "God brings men into deep waters not to drown them but to cleanse them"
But my heart forever complains Knowing that He works in His mysterious ways
but I still dare ask why
Looking around I know some have it worse than I do
Wait ... just push that thought out of my head for a sec
cos my problems seem to weigh me down more than theirs do
I raise my hands up asking "God what can I do?
Temporarily blind to see that He's given me al the answers to help me make do
my problems don't seem to vanish
Seems like the only time I get to escape them is in my sleep
But even then it's restless
I know I'll see them in the morning
not even thinking "How do I know I'll wake up tomorrow?"
Death is so from my mind right now,
with my worldy problems blocking my every view
Then I think, "God must be punishing me!"
I replay my dumb days in my head and I can't help but cry
Not thinking, "Hey can't you see your still alive
He wants you to repent and move on with your life
He wants you to cry to Him."
But being an insaan, I'm too stubborn too see
I mean, it's easy for me to give those that ask for advise some advise
"God sees and hears all, He will help you."
So why can't I tell myself the same?
Seems like the devil has me exactly where he wants
sad, confused and lonely ...
Cos in reality, God IS the only One that can help
All I need is to devout my life to him
bringing peace to my sou
And whatever problem arises I just take it along
Because He who created all,
has always got my back.