Jesus wrote a poem though me that he told me is worth a million dollars through me

It's called a penny of love
And all I can remember from the poem that he gave me is this I am a penny laying on the side of the road pick me up you want me to hold I am a penny I know im not worth much but aren't you dying for a touch

When I told people I wrote it they said I didn't write it Jesus did on my feelings about myself when I was in school and I felt like a penny that no one wanted because a girl in my class said that she saw some one so ugly their that it made me look good