I wish

I was born.. by means..
..it was sworn.. by Him
..It was worn.. why be.. me
..Have we grown.. haven't we..

..Thoughts rolling over like a thunder in my brain
..I gotta crave it.. I'm a mess in all my sins..

..I gotta be another me..
..I wanna be another man...

I must wash.. and end this..
..I distrust my deeds..
when you come.. mind this..

here we go again...

Thoughts rolling over, I'm a thunder with my brain..
I got off cradle.. I'm a man, I'm making plans..

I don't wanna be another me..
I can never be another man..

never a two as one..
just doing once..
life is fun..
not a run