Faith has become dominant of society
Everyone running around trying to identify
With no point in searching
I lay back; and watch the rest suffer.
Who can possibly foretell the secrets of our lives?
They should have no label.
They should share no credit.
The creation of man was a tricky castrophy
Our minds will believe anything
Like me, forced to find myself.
Sixteen years of the same thing.
Faith beyond my wildest nightmares.
Everyday someone is searching.
Why search for something that may cause you to suffer?
Sit back; watch the rest crawl on the floor.
Countless tears of agony spread along terrified faces.
Forced to find myself.
By will i lost myself.
With a sense of freedom screaming in my heart.
My journey shall be endless.
Many stand by their faith.
Claim they have found themselves
Standing above the crawling searchers
Taking them by the hand.
They offer a hand to me.
To arise from my seat.
Yet i remain still
And smile in the face of my own honor.
Faith of a endless painful search
Is all Ive grown to see.
The agony of a search for possible fiction.
Is what i have found myself to refuse.
