Who are you to give advice?
When you're also skating on thin ice,

Maybe a lot of times I don't make sense,
but at the end of the day I try my hardest to repent.

Contridicters play their harp,
disapointment in my heart.

Liars somehow to gain trust,
...but why play into the hate and continue to thrust?

We are on giant floating rock in space
no bottom, no top and no gates.

Space continues forever,
the unseens we will never treasure.

The bible to show us,
human being to throw us.

Give recognition for at least something above,
deny, push away you will never feel love