When did everything get so complicated?
Complex, confusing, and intricated?
A twisted knot of strings, my heart
Confused emotions are to blame, in part
Like oil and water seems heart and head
While one is used, the other is dead
Until one day the ‘twain shall meet
I force myself up on my feet
Doing right does not always feel so
That’s when to do what you know
But without heart, a man is dead
And so, sometimes, ignore the head
Life to the full was promised you
So walk with Him in all you do
Growing is painful, sometimes hard
But so you could is why He’s scarred
yeah I don't like it
its the flow to me it took too much woirk to read
hoiwever the basic just of it is awsome
ash
Much Love
Ashley