I look to the ground,
and sway to the sky, praying
I ask Jesus before me,
and he elevates my eyes.

I try not to hide it,
I try not to fight it,
but it’s to strong for a man like me.

Agony, please leave,
show all cheerful sadness.
Into someone’s life.
Show them love,
and take it away. Still.
Hurting from this pain,
from a lady, who’s beneath.