Do you believe in me or fancy a game?
Will you deceive me or feel the same?
Can I be trusted, or will I fail?
Is your heart honest, or will it quail?

Is your smile genuine, or just a mask?
Is your vow forever, or will it crack?
Where’s the message, if I should depart?
I need your love, Christ-like, from your heart.

He set me free, a slave of my mind.
His light has shone, a guiding kind.
You say I’m blessed more than I know.
But prophets question, even when they show.

Do you believe in me? Do you trust her?
Will she be there, twenty-five years, sooner or later?
Can he support you when you’re hurt and caged?
Are you united, or will you be enraged?

Can you be immortal without life’s end?
Is shared blood enough to be a friend?
Whose side are you on in this great fight?
How much do you need to see the light?

Who truly loves you, who’s just a fake?
Can you withstand betrayal, for goodness’ sake?
Do you forgive or hold a grudge?
What kind of pain makes your spirit budge?

Where were you thrown when danger was near?
What bridges burned, fueled by fear?
Revenge creeps in, a bitter seed.
You want to be like Christ but can’t concede.

You want His path but won’t fight the fight.
You want to be known for spreading light.
This is a lesson for all to see.
I’ve been abandoned, lost, and set free.

I hold grudges like a stubborn judge.
Don’t let me resent you; that’s not enough.
His parables spoke with lifelike grace.
Can I find clarity in your embrace?

Is this real, or just a fleeting dream?
I question everything, it doesn’t seem.
Family, friends, and the world around.
Will I ever find where your love surrounds?

A flawed beginning, mauled by the crowd.
Stressed and hiding under the clouds.
Respect turns to doubt, a bitter pill.
How many leaders and saviors did you betray and ****?

Is it Andres or someone bold?
Is it Leni, Francis, someone wise or someone old?
Is it me, or is it just a crazy thought?
The answer’s hidden, where it can’t be sought.