I sit here and wonder
how my life will turn out in the end
was I really a God send
I'm scared of this so called life
I'm mortified to even go to sleep at night
maybe one day I will over come all
maybe I will, I just might
At the end will I fall?
or will there be no end
for I do not know
I will live my life like no other that is so
for the end will I live again
or am I nothing but a hugh sin
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