I tried so hard in the past to die that now I wake up everyday surprised Im alive. Somedays I take pride in my ability to hide and even though I claim in God is where I abide perhaps it's merely fear that I strive to conceal
lest I contrive relief for this life revealed
In Him I confide and perhaps that is why in the Church all I learn is how to divide
Multiply my rhymes until they're more than empty lines
of free speech because hate in me is deceased no longer living diseased but released to see His ultimate glory cuz Im
wholly imploring How To
holy exploring What For
poorly exploiting Why Be
whoring?
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