Well will I ever be worth the time...When will I ever be worth the chance.
Been on my knees swearing at the light.. Sorrow filled with tears running through the night. I look around and I am all alone...A heavy weight how must I atone. I paid the price time and again...end the loneliness... begging for the day to end.
Thaddeus Shane Whittington
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/begging-8/
