• Some days I'm not important,
    But why I do not know,
    Some day I'll show them,
    What it's like to be cold,
    Most days I feel rejected,
    That's why I'm cold inside,
    I'm storing up my anger,
    And now it's raging deep within,
    I still don't know why,
    Please stop this torment,
    Before I start to cry,
    Some days I feel so mad,
    It's a battle with my mind,
    I feel I'm starting to lose,
    The battle deep inside,
    Yet, I still don't get it,
    Oh,Where did I go wrong,
    What did I do,
    To feel this inside,
    I'm losing the battle,
    Now it's plain to see,
    I'm losing the battle,
    In reality,
    But still I don't give up,
    Still I won't back down,
    I'll fight my own battle,
    Till I'm dead in the ground,
    Now, there's no more hope,
    I've lost all I had,
    But still some one cares,
    Like no one else ever did before,
    I ask Him what to do,
    He says, Child, don't give up hope,
    He says, Keep on fighting,
    He says, I've got an army,
    So, I ask Him for His name,
    He says, They call me Rock, Messiah,and Amen
    The also call me Master, Lord of Peace it's true
    But most call Me Jesus, Son of God,
    And I asked him why he came to me,
    He said, You're my child,
    I ask Him what he means by that,
    And He says, You'll find out in the Bible,
    Then He dissapered,
    And I kept on fighting,
    This time I was winning,
    The battle never stopped,
    Until the day I died,
    And went into Heaven,
    All the words in the world,
    Could not describe it,
    No longer do I fear,
    No longer do I hate,
    But instead I rely on,
    The one they called The Gate.