An Invisible God: Our Believed Conscience

There's this hidden God, like our inner guide, Who must wonder if we truly decide To follow rules, pretending with all our might, Living in a world that's not quite right. It's like a puzzle, truth and lies so near, But inside, we fight a different fear. It's a heavy feeling, hard to explain, A part of us that's filled with pain. Through the ages, things have changed a lot, But this mysterious God is hard to spot. We seek answers, but they slip away, Leaving us in doubt, day by day. It's like having a friend we can't quite see, But we know this God is part of you and me. A mystery, a puzzle, a guiding force, An invisible presence on our life's course.