A personified Test

You're sitting at home miserable so you get up to leave, Once outside and in the world you start weighing your options, Where do I go? What do I feel like doing? It's the weekend so you're off today payday was yesterday on a Friday, Attractive things stick glued to my soul, confined mind defined, such a shame as it was a beautiful thing, curious yet, serious, Sorry I was put on postpone, I ask God why?Lord Why didn't you let us be stoned? He' d said it's a delivery back to Eve, we all make mistakes and that's the way it was meant to be. Things i say , Things be free, I want a divorce for my soul so again I can take control, for soon will I pass, much like the flower of the grass. can you see the alluring allusions that become personified when they speak We at odds with the things of the world , they have made each of us weak, Eyes full of lust won't accept just a peek