In this walk he'll always fall
There's only one who can make him stand
But he must be willing to give his all
For great is the selfishness in man
In his search for control
He places many obstacles in his way
Oftentimes he's compromised soul
It's whatever gets him through his day
He has the desire to be totally free
In his search he designs his own prison
Locked away yet he holds the key
For self is the motivator of his decision
So where does he go from here?
Being that his choices can end in frustration
He can never expect to overcome his fear
Until he come to know who controls his destination
Written by Ronnie Enoch
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