get right

falling in this trap that i try to dig up out

praying and not listening to the ways to come up out

wanting to let go of the tears so i can shout

a whisper clear enough to be heard without a doubt

restless from not moving out this spot amidst the crowd

to the spot that's been selected for only me to be allowed

opening these eyes to temptations and to greed

wising up to share the goodness and planting in my seed

trying to remember why it's bad to smoke this weed

to praise the Lord use her ears to constantly take heed

to live the glad times, learn the sad can only make us bleed

bad habits that we simply shed through prayer, we shall succeed

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