These days, I feel lost.
As a result, I feel scared.
As a result, I feel doubt.
As a result, I can't move.
These days I don't know what's ahead.
As a result, I don't know what is expected.
As a result, I don't know what to do.
As a result, I can't move.
These days, I feel a conclusion, without knowing the play.
As a result, I can't write the next part.
As a result, I can't plan ahead.
As a result, I can't move.
I don't plan the future, He does.
I don't know the next move, He does.
I don't see the end, He does.
So I cry here for help.
8 Sept 2012
A Simpleton's Prayer
Posted by Mi at 02:47:00
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