the troubling thing about the existence of god
is that there's no direct proof
but there's definitely something that keeps us alive
or more precisely motivated

when i look back at the interesting life that i've trod
and feel damaged and aloof
i want to believe that i managed to survive
but it's so much more complicated


beauty in complexity
is all there needs to be
distracted by futility
i'll never get to see
trapped in the complicity
of me