Once as a young man I had it all,
My path was easy, my confidence tall,
the world had no limits,
Boundary's, there were none,
try as they might,
I wouldn't be convinced,
life was fun
So down the road I walked,
I was on top of the world,
I was ready to fly
Someone once said,
"God was good",
that hes full of love,
mercy and grace,
but i am not so sure,
I have never seen his face
Life use to be easy,
but now its hard,
I seem to have fallen,
and hes nowhere around.
I took a walk through the woods,
I stared at the trees,
some were tall, some were small,
and some had no leaves
One had fallen to the ground,
once so mighty, big and round,
now no roots, to hold it down
times can get hard,
without the roots,
you are who you areAnd when the winds come,
like they always do,
without the roots,
I am who I am,
I will fall too.
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