My heart wages a war of torture and lust
I just want someone I truly can trust
I dream one day of a heart so pure
Is there a good soul out there, I am sure
I think of my father
His strength and care
His feelings for us he never did share
Alone I sat in my bed at night
Wondering if my parents would talk or fight
My mom seemed so meek, but at times was distressed
Every morning when she woke seemed a test
She hardly smiled and always looked sad
Was her life really that bad?
My siblings are far and I never see
Is that God\"s will for me?
They seem to not know me, maybe it\'s best
Negative people kill the joy, the zest
I do have to say the joy is my son
Everytime I am with him, we always have fun
His smile, his laughter, the way he looks
Even in the kitchen the way he cooks
God has really blessed me through all the despair
Causing looking in his eyes, I know God is there