Dear Lord, please don't mind if I trouble you,
Sometimes in life I feel like a POW.
My mind is ill,
I feel like I'm being held against my will.
I'm a prisoner of time,
I watch as I lose close friends of mine.
I shiver when I think of the past,
I can't believe it's nearly the end, at last.
I don't regret a single mistake,
I stood strong when others tried to make me break.
I coasted in and out of trouble,
I can see the finish but I miss the struggle.
I even miss the tears,
The joy that I felt when I conquered my deepest fears,
The satisfaction of proving others wrong,
These four years seemed so long.
At times it seemed like the pain would never end,
Like I would never have a single friend.
Things were dark,
Hardly something that you could call a walk in the park.
I'm a prisoner of time,
Life was tough and I asked God to give me a sign.
He picked me off the ground,
I deepened my faith and turned my life around.
I learned to accept the past,
Now I know there's no going back.
I can’t help but think about what’s ahead,
Though memories run rampant in my head.
My triumphs and failures were a lot alike,
Both left me a different person when I would go to sleep at night.
I'm not the same scared kid that walked these halls four years ago,
I'm the grown man helping the young ones grow.
So that they can help the next ones in line,
I hope they have an easier time than mine.
I'll never forget my closest friends,
Our bond will never end.
This year I have a new resolution,
My goal is to be the solution.
No more feelings of sorrow and despair for myself,
Its time for me to do my part and help,
Because I know what its like to feel alone,
How hard it is to face things on you own.
Sometimes you have to step back and breathe,
I’m finally figuring this out when I’m about to leave
And to those who didn’t like me, I'm almost sad,
All those memories we could have had.
But as time keeps going, I do too,
And I'll never forget all the tough trials I've gone through,
In the game of time sleep is death,
Every time I blink I hold my breath.
Remember these final words because what I say is true,
It's not about the start it's the finish that defines you.


 
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