People pray all the time but never do
Not knowing if gods even true
My heart keeps racing
With the intensity of a nation
The hell am I suppose to do?
Looking at the skies oh so blue
I'm pacing
Trying to figure out why you praying?
You say he does so much for you
But why didn't he stop you from doing that shit in the first place
You tell us to pray?
Pray for what?
For something that is inevitably bound to happen?
You're lacking the knowledge between
real and fiction
It's surreal.
I thought for a long time that God was on my side
I would pray to him every single night
But nothing changed unless I made it
change
What if the god we pray for
is the god inside our soul.
I ain't hating on religion
I'm just trying to figure out gods decision.
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