William Fitzsimmons

My children are born
But I'm still half afraid
They'll turn out like me and this mess I've made
This marriage I've taken for granted for so long
That trip that I took to the school back in March
You stayed with your sister
That girl that I told you was only a friend
Turns out that I kissed her
My sister's a wreck
She has been for years
She fought with her father
I wonder if he knows she'll be alright
Because God can fix her.
I know I can't be forgiven
Why would I try?
I know I can't be forgiven
Why waste my time?