This time, I was cautious,
I stopped to ask, I didn't rush,
Yet, again, misunderstood,
Though we both had good intentions.
Won't someone stand up for me?
In silence here, stamped guilty.
Nothing done seems to go right,
Wrong is wrong,
Right seems, also, wrong.
Take away my frustration, Lord,
Before I harbour it for too long.
Never will come to my knowledge,
If the rest currently,
Either silently accuse me,
Or silently vindicate me.
This, I let go,
In silent surrender.
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