Even prose will do Anything to speak my mind through I am doing my best to be of service to others Sadly we do not exist in a gift economy It's the journey I take That will be lonely for most of the time I see why they tell you to cling tight to your visions And let people have their opinions My rice bowl is my own Even Muslims have a month for fasting But it is still required to dedicate all you have to a higher power I plead God to show me how good it will get With the tears in my eyes I seek repentance I speak my mind It's easy to let others affect you It's easy to let others not affect you Jesus I'm doing the best I can Which can always be better But pray for the discernment Between my own thoughts and those not of my own I give you thanks That you give us what we need