J Ebon Proctor Sr
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| Nobody knows what my heart feels Can I be real? I've spent my whole life being judged and predicted Some of my pain is self inflicted So at night sometimes I cry Nobody knows why I have to be this perfect person Even when I'm hurtin' And dealing with the burdens Of being a father, a brother, a man of christ And the minute I don't get it right All I have is God to call on Nobody else to fall on I have lost so much but I keep my faith God told me it's not too late If a person loves you for who you are It doesn't matter about your house or car Or your financial situation If your God's creation I'm only a sinner saved by grace God chastised me and put my weakness in my face And when I slipped up I was picked up And wiped off Thats what my life costs People that were friends to me Turned into my ememies And used my wrongs against me I was like a car runnin' on empty If you only knew The pain that I've been through You wouldn't have something to tell about me Instead you would try to love the HELL! out of me Now you know it's me My life is in the words of poetry I put God in me, so God comes out Without the benefit of the doubt I know I'll die if I don't continue to grow Does anybody care I don't think anybody knows J Ebon Proctor Sr CT 2/06 J Ebon Proctor Sr "Proc Da Poet" |