I know that I was too stubborn then, but now, I want to listen. I WANT instructions, I WANT something to make me better. If I keep fighting, it ain’t any better, it just makes it worse, and I just want to be guided now. I’m lost, I’ve got no shepherd, and no home to go to. I pray each day, hoping that I can be better, but I don’t know how to be better. I want guidance, I want peace of mind, and I just want to be a good friend.