early in the morning, I wake dreaming about the night
for it is only when darkness comes that I miss the light
for so many years have passed and I'm still feeling behind
like clasped fists of a baby there're secrets I'll never find
religion resents me, because of my emotional designs
that I should not love my father because of his shrines
that day will come upon me when I pay for my thought
that I am not allowed to learn, above what I am taught
such intense dislike because I cannot hate another's god
no matter the mythology I can't see another man as a dog
for I search the entirety of my imagination and I pray
and I cannot differentiate between yesterday and today
why do we pass away? leaving behind all things we love
when time permits our smiles no more going like a dove
and I understand, man was never created to live forever
memory upon memory's just a reptition of bad weather
sometimes I just do not feel that the choices are mine
I think I'm just another condemned city waiting in line
for the truth is, I regret only the things I will never do
and not the the things I have done, like going to school.
