Have I

Have I not tried enough to break the wrong colours of my shoulders

Do you not see that my air is connected to your actions

But yet you bless me with thoughts my mind cannot read

Look at me digging and digging for fresh kinda fruit I seem not to find

And you sit like a king in Egypt
But my mind tells me zero take all his numbers
I have become bright but your rain has become is still my cloud

Have I not buried lives of love in honour of your grace
You won't make me your hate
My heart, I set free
Do not fall and break