To the Pearly Gates

Hi,

I am really not drunk or high

I'm just really in need to reach the sky

To those pearly gates mounted so high for me to climb

Why

Feeling like everyday I start and end with a sigh

If you play back tapes of my mind, it's even darker on rewind

Things I have held in, the anger , the hurt and things that aren't even mine

Sigh

If He really knows the future,then I think I am worthy of signs

Switch of my candle, maybe that's the only way to John Wick my inner side

You've stopped me three times already, at least help me fight

Cry

More in the night, as I open my mind, rip it and pick it apart

I still can't pinpoint where the problem is but I was never good at darts

If Your plans for me are good, give me a heads up when it starts.