The Confession

What have I done with my life til now ?
How did I live up my life til tis very time ?
Much smile, indeed
Lots of laugh, of course
But as I stop and look back, I begin to worry that my happy life was built on a brittle surface..

O..God, upon Your Almighty I would try to confess
So, hear me out, as I pour the words
A testimony for a roman I played

I would try my best to let myself avoided
Pull aside from any humble request
If I must saw them as knotty problem
Even if it kill the light, kill the hope, so be it
Betrayed them who put this burden on me
Smirked by the slickest lie

No, God, I am but Your honest follower
But I have wrapped the corpse with this white silk I had
And dimmed the scent with thousand flowers
O..how I am, that cunning sly

My tears no longer here
But listen to my crying heart
As he haunted by the lingering guilt

Don't take my fellows away, as they are mine
My smile, and my laugh

So please, let Your guiding light
Shimmers my step as I walk this road
From this day on
I am born, once again