I am a sinner I leave confessions In my words No one has heard I am a sinner Someone the church looks down on When upon the face of the church is flawed as much as I Can’t we just open our wings and fly? If I am a sinner What is my reason To work away at a life I can’t change There must be a reason. If I grow old and seasoned if I still believe I can fly away Am I still a sinner? Leave the confessions I’m tired of The aggression When hate to the creator Masks our hate for ourselves. Let me be a sinner If this box you put me in is to keep me safe Let me fly, and burn Just to get close to you
corey ray poetry 