🔵 By Matthew A. Lopez. Photo by lauragrafie.
I see my reflection but see nobody
I ask God for guidance but hear nobody
Think to myself you’ll never be loved
All you do is drink and do drugs
Your life’s a mess you don’t love, you lust
You’ll never be loved
Maybe if I was more I’d be with my son
instead of in these chains under the sun
Going cell to cell like a rolling stone
You’ll never be loved
Maybe if I was more I’d be with my little girl
eating ice-cream playing under the sun
Hearing her say „daddy I love you“
instead of one minute left until time’s up
Maybe if I was more I’d be loved
I see my reflection and now I know
I can see who I am
God’s broken son…