So tell me

I was never the right one Always felt I was on the run Too insecure to see the truth of pride I couldn’t see the right from wrong Never thought I’d live this long Allowed the voice of shame inside So tell me Do I deserve this fate Is it too late to contemplate A life where I survive So tell me It’s no longer fun Can I outrun this gun In this world that I contrive I was never the right one Here I am the prodigal son Returned home humbled by my state Too blinded by the wrong from right Aware I’ve given up this fight Seeking redemption on a clean slate. So tell me Do I deserve this fate Is it too late to contemplate A life where I survive In a world that I’ve contrived…