Cutaway to Christ

This is my first song in two years. I think it describes my situation correctly. Feedback will be appreciated. I know it's not perfect, I messed up on some stanzas and rhyme schemes.

The path that I choose
Is nowhere to be found
The road that I take
Ends the moment I step out.

I fell in your shoes
Too big for me to wear
I cried out your name
But it wore out in the air.

My parents just told me
to step out and see
But they didn't tell
the lies that were there.

So I just,
Stepped outside
and held his hand

I asked him of
Forgiveness..

This Cutaway to Christ
Has no end, it has no feist.
It has the love of God
From hugs to nods,
It has a branch of Trust
No need for lies.

I was in need of
Friends that would care.
Met him this past year
He seemed just rare.

No worries surrounding
The path I took
Things were outstanding
My head that he shook.

He taught me how to
Search underneath.
He taught me how to
Forgive the weak

The path that was taken,
I followed his tracks.
And to the end I
saw him in the packs.

That's when I knew
That this..

Cutaway to Christ was
the answer to it all,
The happiness surrounding
Would lead me to it's call.

It would be,
That this Cutaway
was good in the end
Indeed.