WHY
I wonder if my mom knows
that I don’t know who God is, or even if I believe in him
to me, god seems like an average white person
nice hair, skin is clear, and has power
And who the hell am I praying to?
a ghost that has been dead, but claimes living
I’ve been going to church since pre k so it’s crazy how I don’t know god
me a god have an odd relationship
he answers when I don’t need him
but when I’m begging my eyes to bring someone back
he isn’t there
So who am I praying too?
a false whisper of air who is well known.
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