Keep on loving me

 

Touching your thoughts

 To have a conversation with your heart

 Face to face with your reason

Why I wasn't good enough for you

          Thank you for saying

     there wasn't  enough money

But I wasn't made from paper

Thank you for saying

 My character is not your role

But I wasn't written from a script

I was spoken from a scriptural  

Until you get to know me and my God

Your words will always be misspell

To put letters together  

 To find the definitions of me  

          I don’t mind

 Speaking to the dead

        When I can speak Life

To understand your pain

Then I must be good for nothing

Where my compliant wasn't coat enough

To comfort your feeling

I understand the choice was yours

And as I left with a smile

      I forgive you

By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-Off  Worshiper