The Non-Faith Room
Conformity is like a box,
Your as sly as a fox.
You try to sneak in your ways,
This is not a game everyone plays.
Its so serious,
Dont act mysterious.
I have my beleifs as you do yours.
Dont tell me what to beleive,
Actually, theres the door so leave.
Is this anti religion class?
Then, I doubt I pass.
Dont make matters even worse,
We have better things to reherse.
Thanks for making my faith stronger,
Its something Ill struggle with no longer. '
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