I’ve done more wrongs than good, but those
deeds are already done; I’ve made the same
mistakes over and over, some things are easier
said than done; I’m still learning,
a long way from perfection.

After reflecting, I’ve realized how misled
my life has been I’ve filled up my head
with so many bad things, not purposefully,
the devil is a liar, and when they come out,
it’s harmful to those around me.

Only God can sustain me when He’s at
the wheel; I am invincible everything feels
perfect, though that’s when the devil attacks
me more and that’s fine my faith grew stronger.

I’m learning to praying without ceasing
one sure way to stop the devil
in his destructive track.