If Saturday nite

If Saturday nite is alright for fighting then Sunday is okay to cry

Dear Lord how are you today.   I am okay too.  I have this tear to shed for you.

The world in turmoil my aching heart does despair.

Will the good people overcome despite the despair?

I traveled across country my heart in that bag, to grow and plant new roots in hopes of repair

I solmenly swear to try and to keep my prayer hard and fast

I try to relinquish and release all the pain from my past.!

The task at hand not easy the burden still seem sooo strong

I pray and ask for mercy and more help to get me along!

Famous parents and lovers too

Still publically discarded Im out of what to dos

As i pray up and you mercifully look down

Help me pick my family up in Cali too I have found

We are a collection of our past's tryin to usher forward

Collectively we rise

Individually we cower...the hurt the desperate the public disregard

Keepin all us diligent your cross was also hard