10 February 2013
I sit in the pew Of a church that I'm truly uncomfortable in My first friendships started here My once relationship with God began in this chapel
I can hear the whispers I can see the looks They know I believe nothing I kneel my head in sermon I'm praying to a god I don't believe in
False believer Ex-religious overachiever Easily fooled Soon saw through the Wool of religion pulled over my eyes I've coughed the bible Out of my throat From it being shoved in
If I hadn't been pushed Maybe I would believe Religion is found Not forced
Sometimes I wish I could Believe in the great things I've been told about But logic says otherwise And the book we worship Is just a great epic Of fiction to me
As I sit in the pew Of that church Where my grandfather was buried And my faith was too I can't go on False believing like I do
False Believer • Opuss № I