Born

wishing i was never born
so many lives i've touched and torn
have endured several storms, reaching
deep into myself, understanding my blessings
so i'm holding on.

How could i? Do i wish I was never born?
This wish is obserd, looking as my boys,
they center my world.
So why make bad choices, causing waves in our ocean;
Lord give me strength to focus.

Grasping on to hope, back against the ropes
and the only way I'll fold is
if God himself knocks me out
cold.

Suppose what i exposed in that brief
thought was that without me, there wouldn't
exist a lot of different people, situations or
circumstances.  So i stand here firm looking
out younder; nolonger wishing i was never
Born.