~ Wild Child ~

Driven by an inner call
standing but 4 feet tall
running wild in NYC
concrete and no pity

Eyes wide, but so blind
caught up in the grind
drugs clouding my mind
no love to find

Just a child
I was running wild
thought I was free
but deep in captivity

Hooked on a dream
learning to scheme
bad habbits come easy
leaving you queasy

So many wasted years
unnecessary tears
just wouldn't listen
needed hard lesson

Now I run free
but with dignity
Jesus is always with me
now I truly see.