Barely existin\', ain\'t living
Bodies these days
Striving, weeping, concludin\'
Neither joy nor Contentment did ever hit here.
Even him on the left got it all best,
Wholly rewarded, ain\'t trying his best
Hurdles got crossed, ain\'t following your steps,
And here I am,
Wholly a just, true to myself
Sayin\' all my prayers, foregoin\' all ma rest,
Followin\' ma Lord, Skippin\' the rest!
But all I am is sorrowful and depressed
Soul utterin\' to HIM, Lord
\"Why ain\'t I blessed?\"