Worldly People

I hear the cries of a world looking for a window to climb out
looking for a window to scream I am tired. Who is this world to tell
me I can't be me? I am me and I have a window but I choose not to
escape and flee to the hills of my mind A place that I don't like to
be when alone.

Its like at times I'm crazy with emotion its hard to think clear
when faced with commotion focusing on the wrong i've done tossed to
and fro in an ocean of dispair sometimes I think I'm to strong to
care Its like I forget God is always there.

God, when I forget who you are remind me by showing me who I am.

By John Warren