Tell the World
The world says that they are okay,
Without faith.
But it doesn't look that way,
Every time they break.
I want to show them that they can saved,
But that would cause me hate.
I'd be labeled a
HYPOCRITE
BIGOT
FOOL.
Because I believe in something that appears to be impossible,
The fact that God can't fit into a box makes Him implausible.
I want this world to know that it has kept me silent for far too long,
I need to rely on my faith so that I can finally stand strong.
I'm gonna tell the world.
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