Hey Steemians! Here is my entry to the Steemit Open Mic Week 77

LYRICS

You were born out of desperation,
Single mom, but she did what she could
bless her heart, bless her heart

There were no filters built around you
You’d seen it all by the age of 15
bless your heart, bless your heart

Now we mere mortals need your strength
I know you're tired, but we believe
(We mere mortals) need relief from these burning streets

Can you save my soul from the fire, Bonnie Doone?
'cause the temperature is rising, Bonnie Doone.
Will you pull me a little higher, Bonnie Doone?
'Cause the flames are rising too, and I can't see you

Weary hearts come broken places
They appeal to your wisdom and grace
Bless their hearts, bless their hearts

Now these wayward souls need a break
We need a second chance and
(These wayward souls) we can't stand, so we lean on you

Can you save my soul from the fire, Bonnie Doone?
'cause the temperature is rising, Bonnie Doone.
Will you pull me a little higher, Bonnie Doone?
'Cause the flames are rising too, and I can't see you