People have it all wrong,
I'm being someone I'm not,
It's like a line in a country-western song,
But don't get me wrong, this wasn't a plot.
People think that I'm a goody two-shoes,
That I'm a big religious person,
I know that this is what I choose,
But the only thing this'll do is worsen.
I talk about God like He is there,
And tell you that He's my Saviour,
I'll also tell you it starts with a prayer,
I know that this is bad behavior.
I try and try to stay on the path,
But it's hard being in the center,
I'm afraid that God will send down His wrath,
And it'll be Hell that I enter.
Please comment on this poem, I would really like to know how I am doing, or if you have any advice, since I am going through this right now, please write me, Thanks.
