You
always say, “Trust is earned”
And
you think by now I must have learned
But
still I mess up and blow it
But
you still love me and you show it
Every
baby is born with blue eyes
Every
opportunity comes with a small disguise
I am
starting again and this time I hope
is
different because I am sick of this selfish dope
I am
sorry for messing up
But
I am blessed to have you to see when I look up
You
lead me and show me
The
way to grace and God’s glory
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