Lifes Pain (Still writing)

Sometimes when life is writing you a page
The best thing to do with it is let it go. . . .
Don't wrip it out
Don't let it turn
Just cope with the pain
And when the pain comes let it burn
. . We all learn from our mistakes
And within our mistakes we all learn
They accur and and reaccur
But that's just the way sometimes the world turns
Let the past be the past
And the future become a new surf
Bring out your best efforts
And together we will build and start a new surge
Within your heart starts the power
And with that power lets select some new words
Because A true man speaks true words
And a falling mans falls within a falling curse
You don't want that do you?
Where every call you make
Is just one less call away from the hurse?
. . . . .
No, you do not
So lets play this poker hand
And perhaps start kneeling inside the church
. . . You may or may not realize this
But we were all once angels
We were born with such a privelage at birth
You weren't born the Devils son
Believe me. . .
And to the devils son
There will never be a first
You were born an angel
Sometimes we just have to revision our birth