I would like to believe what you say,
I would like to believe that he would be there for me always,
But when you grow up the fact that he lives fades,
My belief for him will not stay,
I would love to have someone to believe in,
But I can't see where you get the idea of him,
I don't see how you can take a book and make it into a friend,
If there is a god and he won't take away my pain,
There must be some sort of reason!
There has got to be a meaning why he makes us all suffer!
If not why do we even bother,
Every thing we earn will later dissapear,
Every thing we fear,
*poof* Gone never to be seen again,
Never again will money be your way to zen,
So you will have to fall back on a friend,
But no one will be left,
For all of our souls will wilt,
And all will be left in bereft.
 
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