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I used to believe.
I used to believe.
I used to...

I used to believe in God but damn.
It’s been a hard road.
I try to explain the faith I have but it never comes out right.

People ask me why I can’t define my ideas into words and I have no answers, just examples.
Like kids acquiring cancer and women being raped.

Isn’t that enough to believe in nothing?
How could one sole entity allow such tragedy?
If it’s too much to grasp, we can sweep it under the rug.
Lets just sweep it under the rug.
Lets just sweep it under the fucking rug.

Hide it in scriptures.
Let’s just place a label on it and call it religion.
It’s something that continues to eat at my mind.

I write these lines with pain in my heart because ultimately, things will never change.
Imagine a world where we don’t have to feel unwanted?
We don’t have to feel abused anymore?

My past has really fucked me up (God).

I can’t imagine what it would be like to erase it and start from scratch. I’m not sure it’s possible anymore.

It’s hard to believe in yourself when the formula induced outcome wasn’t fairly dealt.
I, like you, was raised through torture beyond concept.

I just want to eliminate the bad and create only good but I’m stuck in between these worlds of hate.

We build our proverbial walls so high in hopes that they never come crumbling south.

With pain in my heart.

Things will never change.

We don’t have to feel unwanted.

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