Oh, how my mind seeks rest.
Oh how my soul seeks a friend.
My soul still goes without
Because of the situation I’m in.
My situation causes pain.
It causes destruction and disgrace.
It even caused the ones who loved me,
To disappear before my face.
Some lasted for a winter,
Some through the spring and fall,
Some even lasted for a summer.
But my situation outlasted them all.
Now its only me and my situation,
And it haunts me like a curse.
Some even think my situation
Will outlast my life here on earth.
But God forbids, He won’t allow
My situation to last that long
For God made me a real man,
And my situation is not that strong.
So why did they let my situation score them,
Was their love even real?
Or was it “out of sight, out of mind?”
Regardless of how one feels.
But I must respect my situation
It taught me to help myself.
It taught me to love everyone,
But trust no one else.
It’s funny how situations occur,
But even funnier how they end,
I’ll never forget my situation,
Because it showed me my true friends.
