Sometimes I just look up into the sky, I pray to my lord and I tell him why?, I drop down on my knees and start to cry, I lift my face up till I cant nomore, I lift it up real high, nomore strenth left for me to try, I take a deep breath, and sigh, I start to whine: so everything that I believed you did was a lie? Just like shocked people say: me oh my. I loosen my tie and take off my shirt, besides, jumping off a bridge was`nt gonna hurt. Please give me a chance god, please, I open my eyes and it was all a dream, I get out of bed, and bend down into a praying stance, figuring out that god gave me another chance...