The Real You
 
As innocent as your look seems
You'll not be mistaken as an altar boy anymore
Because deep inside you're really mean
Truth and good you do abhor

It started with your childhood tasks
Stealing and doing what you could to hurt others
You've hidden behind several masks
You were nothing like your brothers

What will the end of your life be
As this trail of evil you seem to always follow
We will have to wait and see
As in sin you constantly wallow

But I have seen the likes of you change
When you get so down that you can't look up
God your life can rearrange
If you'll give him your heart corrupt


By Darlene Hylton

© 2009 Darlene Hylton (All rights reserved)

 

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