Confronted

Coming face to face
or more like elbow to ear
with the reality of my situation
and the sum of my fear

I don't know what to do
with this weight on my head,
I thought I'd held the weight of the world
but beared my ego instead

It was too hard to handle
it tore at my mind
these things in my head
that'd been making me blind

there was a clash twixt two worlds
out my head and within
the latter of the two
causing me to sin

As I find that I can't runaway from my head
as I lie awake each night on my bed
I think of the promises and oaths that I've broken
over all the J's, bongs and pipes that I've smoken

I don't know what to do
when I think of these things,
so I turn to my Higher Power
and take it as him bringing on
what he needs to bring.