old home 🏠

 scared to knock

wat door am i opening 

wats on the other side

i want to hide

God says enjoy the ride

so the old me died

following Gods path im doing my job right

scared she might want to fight

but wait she actually cares

why do i miss those blank stares

the yelling y do i want it back

its like some type of crack

Does it even matter to see my money stack

I step foot into the once called home

its the same however jve changed

whos the one to blame

deciding will drive one insane

i still hope i can provide for you when your using a cane

I still fear but I know God is here

no longer a need to shed a tear