GOD PLEASE STOP MY MOUTH

GOD please stop my mouth, It is dirty, Like the south, It grabs me, By a tight lease, And just runs away, FATHER, I am pitiful, Because I know that is, Not your way, It is toxic, A small assault weapon, And I can't box it, And seal it, With duct tape, And hide it in my heart, Deep away, Soon as an enemy strikes, The hits from my mouth, Starts the fights again, And Father, I let go, And loose it, And never wins, I know my words, And my ways supposed to glorify YOU, But, my mouth, Only hurts , My relationship, With you.