• So here is a little, more of the same
    mere desire, of thoughtless disdain.
    You're vile jeers, course through this day,
    making me feel, little more than vain.

    I've given you nothing but goodness and grace,
    yet you never give back, you just spit in my face.
    I'm letting it go, cause that's just a taste,
    of all of the goodness, awaiting your fate.

    Just call on my name, I know that you will,
    it is but a step, it's bound to come still.
    I've given you life, but you continue to fill,
    you're heart with nothing, but sadness and guilt.

    So throw it away, I'm here for you still,
    with arms wide open, awaiting the spill,
    of all you're afflictions, bleeding in guilt,
    just call on my name, please, if you will.