God why
must my
life
still reflect
the will
of
christ
on the cross
yeah why
must my
body
still get
wheeled
hurt,
talked to
like dirt
and tossed
like a salad
yeah such
a painful
bad habit
dagnabbit
but why
must i
constenseously
cryout
and
see doubt
right in front of me
but still
expected
to be
happy
and
to treat people
According
To the steeple
But Father
your daughter's
neck
is
soaking wet
and
so sore
But how much more
Must I take
for goodness
Sake
