If it's true what they said,
I should probably already be dead,
I ask impossible questions,
Tensions,
Rising in the classroom,
"Is she allowed to ask them that,"
"Why not it was pulled from the hat..."

I sit listen and nod,
While quietly noting all the ford,
How can, she look me in the face and believe when I die I go to a dark place,
How can, he smile at me, when he thinks he know most posthumous destiny,

Well I laugh at all their 'knowledge',
I can't wait to go to college,
They don't understand,
They cant comprehend,
The truth at hand, the proof we live in,

Look outside what do you see,
"A beautiful sky and green scenery,"
Exactly, you don't see a third world country,

Making you believe that God doesn't lie,
Drowning prayer out with screams and cries,
You wont understand,
It's all new,
Thinking of people's different Point of View.