I hate to love you
And ignore your worth
I hate to judge you
And to laugh and curse
But I don’t have it in me
To believe in you.
The bible, your words
The miracles or your works.
When I’m confronted
On a religious matter
I’d rather ignore it
And not bring you up.
It’s a personal opinion
On the way we’re brought up.
It’s a matter of one’s beliefs
To believe in you or not.
Some people rejoice
And sing your name.
They believe you’re the reason
As to how and who they have became.
Maybe they are right
And my soul will soon pay
How can I go to Hell
When I do not believe?
How can I live by your words
When I cannot see?
Neither Heaven or Hell
Exists in my world.
I’m just trying to live my life
The best way I know how.
The chapters of my life may not be so great
But it’s something others can
Believe and relate to in their own walk of life
Believing in you
Is like a fairytale story
With a bittersweet twist-
An ending with a hopeless wish.