Piety

What are my religious obligations? Did any one of you sit me down as a child or as an adult and tell me who I was or what was expected? No. I am non-telepathic. A lamb, a fucking black sheep set apart from the crowd. You blame me for all your fucking problems!

If you would do your part, open your mouth and talk like a God's People then maybe we could have some understanding. Don't expect me to feel guilty or sorry for where I am today! I fucking made it this far without any one helping through this prophecy! You know what is going on yet you keep it to your God damn self and blame me for your problems!

I am alive. That is all I care about. I could have been dead or put into captivity a number of times. Has that fucking crossed your mind? Be thankful I have all my limbs and face. I may be overweight but that makes mostly undesirable to most people! Including your fucking enemies! Where is your heart? Where were you when you knew who I was but I did not?

Don't talk to me about your God damn disappointments of who I am today. You are lucky I am still live. I believe you have a good heart and will or can love me. But what is coming across is stupid. I am homeless. I am angry about it. And you fucking judge me, instead of embracing me and telling me it's going to be okay. Go ahead and be pissed off for where we are today. If you think you can by pass me this time think again. This is it.

Song selection: "Paper Bag" by Fiona Apple

Grow up!