Atlas Here's the Problem
Everything starts in our head
The possibilities never end
When thoughts mix with emotions
That's when they start to bend
Most times it starts out good
But ends with what we crave
Our thoughts spiral out of control
We're lucky we're not in the grave
This formula can be applied
To all levels of thought
That happen throughout our life
In our own trap we're cought
Though self serving
Most of the time
Our imagination's the box
And we are the mime
Through self discovery
Looking deep within
Atlas here's the problem
Of course it's sin
The life of contrition
Has now come to you
The balls in your court
Choose well what you do
God will have his way
Doesn't matter your thought
I suggest pray everyday
Follow what God taught
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