Dear God, there’s a lot of questions that I have about the past
And I don’t want hear it from a human you made
So, you’re the last Person that I’m ever gonna ask

Tell me what’s real, tell me what’s fake
Why is everything about you a debate??

What’s the point of love?
Everytime I’ve showed it, I was broken and it’s forced me just to only wanna hate! Why do I hurt? Why is there pain?
Why does everything good always have to change?

Why’s there only one you, but multiple religions?
Why does everybody want to tell us how to live, but they won’t listen to the same damn message that they giving?

I just really want to know what’s right.

Dear God, where were you when I needed it
When I fucked up and repeated it?
When they set the bar and I exceeded it?
My life is like a book that they’ve been judging by a cover, but have never took the time to fucking read the shit

I remember telling you my goals and my dreams

I don’t want religion, I need spirituality
I don’t want a church, I need people to call a family
I don’t wanna tell my sins to another sinner just because he’s got a robe and he went to some academy
And I can’t sleep ’cause the devil won’t let me rest

Dear God! Do you hear me?

I don’t know the answer, I just want to see it clearly
So many lies, there’s a thousand different theories.

Dear God…
I just hope that you know, that I’m still a believer, so, I’ll end this all by saying Amen

Dax.