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