O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me

O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me.
Forgive me for I live in a sea of iniquity and know not of what I say
O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me.
Forgive me for I live in a sea of iniquity and know not of what I see
O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me.
Forgive me for I live in a sea of iniquity and know not of what I hear
O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me.
Forgive me for I live in a sea of iniquity and know not of what I do
O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me.
Forgive me for I live in a sea of iniquity and know not of what I should desire
O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me.
Forgive me for I live in a sea of iniquity and know not how to free myself
O God, make speed to save me: O Lord, make haste to help me.

The world is amazing... I am loved by someone everywhere I go... so why do I keep leaving those places and peoples? Why do I always end up being the person who leaves? Everyone always goes on about how painful it is that I am have to go... when will someone give a fuck that I have to be the one who goes? Yeah... your perspective is I am going... what about my perspective?