They talk while you mumble,
they walk while you stumble.
Narrow and noisy is your path,
sorrow and sadness is your truth.
Loneliness blinds your sight,
light of hope conquers dull dark tomorrow.
Shallow and scared yet you smile,
knowing there's none to lend but all to borrow.
Past is past singing you passed a mile,
carrying your cross for you are a sinner undivine.
Love you seek but hate you receive,
life is more than you can perceive.