I'Ll Try Poem by Ianne de Angel

As more I got near
More and more appear
New kinds of fear
New kinds of tear

As more I try
More and more I cry
And more I got pry
All my job becomes wry

But I won't let them down
I'll try let them be known
I'll try to make them grown

Jesus keep with me
Doesn't matter what the men say
Doesn't matter about the grey day
I'll take them to the happyness
Jesus keep trustin' it
Doesn't matter their old habit
Doesn't matter about their secret
Because I'll try end all this regret
Jesus keep with my heart
And he knows that they just need to start
To make this world a better place...
To make a smile birth in a sad face...
To make new cars go to the race...
Jesus want me to make this book.