Say I’m weak, you don’t know me. Ugly, you can’t see me. Fake, you can’t judge me. Dumb, you can’t understand me. Lost, you don’t know my God
| You’ll prick your finger on the thorn of pride reaching for the rose of redemption. You can’t leave a legacy with anger rather carve one with passion. |
We all face struggles we all have turmoil some of us are just better at hiding it than others are, lean on the One that can handle it all
| You want to know how a country family is doing? Look at their barns, not their houses. |
| You know what makes me so mad I could catch a Nolan Ryan fastball with my teeth, Mopeds in the left lane of a interstate. |