I want to **** myself God
               No, I didn't mean that
I meant **** your plans for me
          I have my own
And why did you make me a writer
    I thought you would know
the pen is mightier than the sword
and with it I will cause more damage
than the cross did to your son
And this ink is the blood of my soul
and with it I will cleanse my sin
better than Jesus ever did
These words are my religion and I live by their creed:
Keep Writing