Just as dew forms on a blade of grass
Staring off in the distance vision blurry
Lived my whole life in a hurry
If at heaven’s gate, would I pass
Nearing the end of this class
Recalling all the opportunities I once had
Hine sight confirms I am a fool
It’s clear that I didn’t use one tool
Now I am scared when I should be mad
I have failed and most days are spent being sad
I can’t figure out why I exist
Constantly taking more than I would give
So many times, I wish I didn’t live
I chose paths that most others would resist
Not using my words, mostly using my fist
Nearing the end feeling like a willow tree
Weeping early in the morning covered in dew
Slowly accepting that I was lacking a clue
Imprisoned by my own mind, I will never be free
I lived this life without the ability to see
Dear Lord is it possible to forgive me
Knowing all I have done
I haven’t even acknowledged that Jesus is your son
Hine sight makes it clear, and I plea
Please forgive me of my sins, allow me to be free