November-16-2003
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins
I ask thee above
What is my purpose Down Below
Why do you keep sending a different love
Why this pain you bestow
Wasted time
Is all it seems That i have
What is the purpose for my talent to rhyme
Please tell me what to do for my be half
I ask of you to just let me be able to laugh
If it weren't for my little one God
Id be up there with you
Making a difference in heaven
But I'm so confused i don't know what to do
Why must i be down here
Everyone doesn't like me
And no one shows that they care
The ones that show true feelings are taken not free
Still i cant fight the temptation
I've made a sin
I cant stop the love making
No matter what way i look at my situation
I can never win
So there goes wasted time
On those days that i have nothing planned
As i sit here time has passed by
Thinking where am i going to stand
Thinking were ill end up
Where am i going to go
Sometimes at night i just sit here and cry
Asking God my purpose on earth
Why wont you let me know
Other times i wish i were with you
I wished just to die
I have no understanding on things
On the way of the direction
Or what God brings
Even on how to really show affection
Wasted time
My life is such a mess
And its probably not worth a dime
What God has in store for me
I'll just sit here and guess
And all this wasted time from it ill never be
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