For Lack of a Better Word - Theory Hazit

It couldn’t be any clearer

When you mad at me I can’t look myself in the mirror

I’m severed, and I failed as a son, a brother, a boyfriend, a father,

a husband and in that order

But its in all of us, like somethings in the water

I see it in my mother, I see it in my daughter

And whats really embarrassing I see it in myself

I tend to hide in the dark to ashamed to tell

So how am I supposed to find my way up out of hell

How can you search for a feeling you ain’t never felt

Poetry in my sorrow, worried about tomorrow, look what I’ve done with all the

time I borrowed

Heard the word, sometimes I followed

Most times I did my own thing

I tried praying but it felt so strange

Thinking he’s not really there, and if he’s there does he care

I write rhymes, hoping to relieve my mind of lusting, disgusting

But I don’t even trust me

Filling voids, with items that I know only destroy

Relying on my self poise, thats a poisonous lie

Cause through Christ, there’s joy and demise

Dead sleep finally open my eyes

Thats why I apologize and repent of every crime I committed

The strive to stay committed

To what God has given

Though my insecurities creeping

At night fall I’m tempted by the demon, seeking

Feel good’s and complements and self indulgence

Envy, greed and what about me’s

A disease that all of us are guilty of harboring

No need to battle back you just sound dumb in a argument

Ears itch, fences get straddled

When the 7 keys struck, 3 chased the shadow

Playing with fire, bridges will burn

So many things in hindsight that I didn’t concern

Responsibilities I ignored them

I know I said this before but this time I’m sure

Sincere, and I’m aware that sins here

I gave it to Him, I guess it ends here

I reminisce on the stress I caused I know it hurt

Taking money out my momma purse, after church

Meet up with Murk, puff on the purple

Purpin', the who we were on the block working

Pulling all nighters momma don’t even know where I’m at

In a back of a cop car arms hand-cuffed behind my back

The fact is I knew better

Any way I could I was out to rob whoever

But the whole time I knew the Lord was there

I gave it all to him, so it ends here