Turmiol

God, please help me
I must do better
I can't see through the rain
In this stormy weather

I wake up each morning
With a smile on my face
Hiding the shame I feel
That my life is a waste

I hold back the tears
So noone can see
The pressure is so great
All eyes are on me

The weight of a mountain
Is on my shoulders
A landslide of rocks
Boulder after boulder

I must keep going
Too much is at stake
I must be perfect
No room for mistakes

So, God, please help me
To do my very best
And if it gets to much for me
Give me a moment to rest