BORN WITH A BUILD IN PLAN
Back there? Yes I see it Could I see out here When I was back there No. Now it hurts. Why? I put pen to paper Your face or even your Face comes across the Page of my mind Oh no! Why can’t we turn to the Back of the book of our lives We’re in the wrong book I have read the collective ending We each come with an instruction book Before I could even read it had a plan I didn’t know and I made a real Mess of things before I pleaded From a contrite heart asking for A fresh new beginning He doesn’t... Sign in to see full entry.