me
I can’t define me,
no definite way
I can describe me
I know my destiny well
though I sin the lord is blessing me still
can’t figure out the real me
it’s so hard to swallow like a pill
every saint has a past
every sinner has a future
and every loser has
to win someday
but even if I had my way
I wouldn’t be able to find
the real
me
