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Important Two
I'm on the outside looking in
oh who am I? why is this question bothering me again?
here I am again pressed against the glass
why is it that no one can answer the questions I ask?
though I read my bible everyday
no one can explain to me why I'm still feeling this way
my heart is burning
and my world keeps on turning
can someone help me out?
or can anyone even hear me as I scream and shout?
my heart is racing once again
as I find myself running from sin
the devil is calling my name
begging me to come play his sick game
I've met a guy
who cares when I cry
how is it that someone his age
can be such a smart sage?
I call him La Ranna because he is so like it
he's favorite colors green
just like all the frogs I've ever seen
he's runs so fast just as a frog does leap
he's one of those guys every girl wishes to keep
though some would find it odd that I would compare him to a frog
well would you rather me compare him to a warthog?!
I do think not!
he is like a frog that hasn't been caught
he is sweet to me
just like a little frog would be
he encourages me to continue to fight the devil's taunts
his words and God's mingle in my head as they both haunt
he makes me believe that I might not be alone
that there's away to get behind this glass so that I might find a home of my own
and though I question myself and seem so unsure
he's the one who continues to assure
and though he makes me feel brave
he also makes me feel like something that he can save
I lean on God and on him
both are helping me to refuse the pleasure of sin
who knows without those two the kind of trouble I'd be in?
oh who am I? why is this question bothering me again?
here I am again pressed against the glass
why is it that no one can answer the questions I ask?
though I read my bible everyday
no one can explain to me why I'm still feeling this way
my heart is burning
and my world keeps on turning
can someone help me out?
or can anyone even hear me as I scream and shout?
my heart is racing once again
as I find myself running from sin
the devil is calling my name
begging me to come play his sick game
I've met a guy
who cares when I cry
how is it that someone his age
can be such a smart sage?
I call him La Ranna because he is so like it
he's favorite colors green
just like all the frogs I've ever seen
he's runs so fast just as a frog does leap
he's one of those guys every girl wishes to keep
though some would find it odd that I would compare him to a frog
well would you rather me compare him to a warthog?!
I do think not!
he is like a frog that hasn't been caught
he is sweet to me
just like a little frog would be
he encourages me to continue to fight the devil's taunts
his words and God's mingle in my head as they both haunt
he makes me believe that I might not be alone
that there's away to get behind this glass so that I might find a home of my own
and though I question myself and seem so unsure
he's the one who continues to assure
and though he makes me feel brave
he also makes me feel like something that he can save
I lean on God and on him
both are helping me to refuse the pleasure of sin
who knows without those two the kind of trouble I'd be in?
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