"DESTINY"
This thing we call religion I have yet to figure out,
I’ve begun to question everything, even God’s existance I doubt.
Everyone seems fake as if putting acts,
I want the truth, just give me the facts
The contradictions are everywhere I look,
Trying to make sense, finding nothing in the good book.
I’ve seem to have found happiness on my own,
Needing no one is something I’ve shown.
My life I shall take into my own hands,
Choosing my destiny, making my own plans.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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