I tried your way of life, but I must have failed
I heard no voice from up above
Or felt the invisible hand of the righteous
But I still prayed underneath the cypress
I tried to your way of life, but I must have done it wrong
I heard no angel sing through the clouds
Or felt the eyes of a loving force
But I still walk this righteous course
I don’t believe in your ways and never will
I denounce all your ways for I have my own
I am not a puppet I am not a drone
I walk my own path one I have created myself
You may not agree but it not for you to decide
No need to come knocking to make see
All I ask is to let me be
I believe in what makes sense in my life
It may not make sense to you but that ok
I just hope it will one day
I don’t believe in violence that seems to spread
I don’t worship the devil though the only devil is what lives inside
Though at time it seemed I have lost my mind
Please take no offense for who I am
I am not your sacrificial lamb
If you don’t like what I have to say
The click the x and stay away