I am beginning to see,
who I have been,
is not what God planned for me.
I have been mislead, misguided.
Away from everything I once knew,
away from my innocence.
I was a child,
I knew not what I was doing.
Their whispers in my ear,
Oh how sweet the sound.
The sound that dragged me to hell.
I like to think of this as a hot heaven,
but I am beginning to see.
If only I had listened.
This is not what God planned for me.
