My violin

It comforts me when I'm down.
It's like a friend I've lost so long ago
It feels worried in my hands
Like a new born baby
It's tunes are rough
But they show potential

It's just me the solo fiddler on the roof.
Playing for the masses
That aren't there
Alone in my room
Messing up chords
Wanting to give up
But pushing on

It's just me her and my violin
Soon I'll play her real songs
Soon I'll serenade her in the night
I'll sing songs of my plight
I'll even try to write
These notes look Chinese
I'm so rough and rigid
But got the heart
With practice ill have the skill

Lord come in my fingers
Guide them with your will
Let me play a sweet song
For there ears
Allow me to be what
I could of been
Before the drugs and alcohol
Give me the gift of Joshua
Our allow me to be like David
You knew I'm in the lions den