Forgive me father for I have sinned
I've taken my ancestors hard work
and turned it into idleness
I concentrated on sin when
the world needed me
I looked away, and when my time came
so did she
its pitiful when I look at myself
and try t o figure out how
how I missed my chance
and killed my future
but things have started to turn
im realizing how I can make it up
Hail Mary's and prayer wont help
but the hope I tossed away will
hope is a prayer on wings I once heard
but they were wrong, hope is wingless
hope can speak and feel , keeping what once died
alive and growing
and now, because I have hope, so can I
I just have to utilize this new power
utilize it, but show it respect,because,
even if i do love it , it still hurts from the fall I caused
but one day , if not already, it will realize why
I let it fall, and that will be when im ready
so even if the world needs me,
I cant help
I’m only seventeen
I may know much, but
I don't know enough
so let the world cry
I will comfort her one day,
but let me do what I need first
I’m still a child, and as much as I hate it
I still cry, I still hurt
I’m not stone yet
just wait, I know my time is coming
coming soon , yes, I know
and I’ll be there this time
I’ll save her
I love her, I wont let her suffer
but she will have to hurt
so you see, what you call sin
I call training
my only sin was letting you tell me
tell me everything that you needed
so I forgive you father
for I have sinned
but at your hands
because of your beliefs
so excuse me father
I believe I hear her calling
maybe its time