Should I follow the proper way?
Because it seems as though the proper way has yet to find me.
Should I mold myself to custom norms and standards?
To find comfort in unminingful friendships…

Should I read the bible?
Should I believe it’s verses?
Does my lack of knowledge serve
more towards their advantage
than it does harm to my personal being.

If the world is round, why have there been
juxtaposition of flat surfaces before me
since my first memory?

If abortion and perjury are deemed wrong,
Why aren’t assumptions and judgements penalized?

Will I go to hell if I die tomorrow?
If I die tomorrow would I be myself today, or would I remain as just the image of my future self,
the one no one ever met.