Why are you still Talking to Me
Lord, why are you still talking to me
I have not been that person that I said that I would be
There is one thing that I wanted to pretend
that you are not real, but the truth always came to me and that you still wanted to be my friend
I want to ask you, " Why? "
What did I do to deserve this, especially when all I wanted to so do is to lie?
Well at times I am not sure, but I am glad that you are with me during all of life's trials.
I am glad that You stood by me, even though it took a long while.
poem by Frank Pulver
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