Autumn
It's turning fall outside.
I hate the way it makes me feel.
Sometimes I wander, "what's the cause?"
Or "what's the point?"
Reflections on the past,
dissappointment once again.
Sick of always being let down
and being misled.
And what about me?
Does anybody care at all?
I'm barely breathing
and sometimes all I want is someone here
who understands me,
who won't leave me alone.
Can someone help me?
I'm crying here and I feel all alone.
As I sit under this tree
I close my eyes and say a prayer.
I know what I've done wrong,
and how to fix it now.
Reflections once again,
this time on how much I am loved.
And what He's done for me,
and how I am saved.
And what about me?
Jesus cares after all!
I know God loves me,
He's always here when I want someone here
who understands me,
who won't leave me alone.
Well God has helped me,
I'm crying here cause I am finally loved.