Ain't much for sermons,
And I don't need a church
To see that it's more than
Just a nap
in the dirt.

Ain't had much thought
On what it means to die,
Too busy living life
One day
At a time.

But I swear I still see
Glints of God shining
In the slats of evening sunlight
Cast through the venetian blinds.
I see God in my brother's
Smiling green eyes,
In my aunt's jubilant laughter,
In my grandfather's volunteering
Of all of his time.
I see God in my Dan,
An admirable man,
I see God in the way
Others see just family.

I pray to my mother
To be the kind of person
That my family may look at
And see a glimpse of God in me.

There's a battle in my brain,
a never ending war,
two sides fighting to the death,
yet it feels like so much more.
I'm not the only casualty
but I'm the one who won't survive.
This fighting will never end
for as long as I'm alive.
A will to live and suicide,
they just can't get along.
It may not be my time yet
but this urge is just so strong.

They're all sick and I'm no longer going to the Teddy Bears picnic,

Bugsee grabs me, she hugs me, it bugs me, that's why I called her Bugsee, see?
and she's immune to everything, she's made of polyethylene and very easy to keep clean.

fishin's out of the question when the answer is, tidy the bedroom,
another wish in the well gone to hell.

stay safe
be a hermit
live in a cave.

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