when will we get there
when will they trust us
when will they talk to us
when will it get better
what did i do wrong
who did i diss
every kid is told ‘be yourself’
so when i am myself the world implodes
maybe it needs an implosion
maybe it was gonna implode anyways
maybe none of this has to do with me
maybe nothing has to do with us
the good book does not promise that it will get better
ive been reading Job, who was truly blameless and still he got warts all over his body and face, his family died, his crops withered and his animals were stolen and when he asked his friends wtf is happening why does God hate me
what have i done?
his friends answered with maybe you fucked up, maybe you are whining too much right now, maybe you shouldnt question things
when all along Job had every right to question and fret and be sad with his boils on his face and back and nose and balls and trust me, everywhere
maybe in the whole wide world Job was the one person who had the right to say, i used to be God’s favorite and now im enemy number one, yet i was exactly the same Job as before.
i love the bible because it confirms that life is the craziest bowl of WTF of all.
and doesnt make sense
and probably has nothing to do with you.
and God doesnt hate any of us.