It's been awhile since I've gone to church
To watch the pastor stand on his perch.
It's been awhile since I've prayed for anybody
So I'm not sure if i should say Hallelujah to ya.
It's been a while since I've said thanks when i wake up in the morning
I'm not even sure if i'm supposed to say anything.
It's been awhile since I've sang and danced with a building full of people singing' the same songs but i'm not even sure if i should sing with em.
It's been awhile since i've even believed all this preaching was right
Now all i see is the truth about our overlords every night.
It's been a while since i've been able to be honest with my family
Unfortunately i'm not sure i can be honest anymore.
All these elders i know talk about thanking god and doing things for him and all i can respond with is.......
I guess.
But because of this, i'm too scared to admit all the things they believe aren't good reason to live......to me.
Will i ever open up to my family and say what i believe in, no
Now it's not that i don't trust them, not at all
It's that i don't think i'll deserve to be in their company after saying no to what they have taught me.
But because of that fear, all i know is that
I don't know what to believe in.
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Small Book of Poetry
PoesíaThese are many poems I have made over the years that I have a fair amount of pride making, but I haven't been able to see lots of others reactions to these so please leave me plenty of constructive criticism and I hope you all enjoy!