Ordinary

Some days I feel
ordinary
others I feel as if life
and me are two different
stories

A windmill spinning over
and over
again
Life, like an echo, seeming never to
come to an
end

Will God have mercy on me?
can He see the things I
see?

Can God stop this cycle from
going on?
can He finally hear the words of
my song?

To end this nightmare and have my
peace begin
to finally put my story to
an end