Troubled

You may be troubled by my questions You may label and misconstrue my words You may say hateful things about me Obviously, your emotions hinder everything you've heard I just want to clarify and evaluate I want to listen so I can learn I want to give you and I a unique opportunity To self correct; to grow beyond today's intellectual curve Do you think we want true answers? Or beliefs based without whys? Perhaps we just want to feel good? Avoiding reality, all-the-while sacrificing precious time My answers are indifferent to my desires I gather truths and let misconceptions go I believe to have faith is to concede With a pithy response, “only the good Lord really knows” Where is the great wisdom that's become lost in our knowledge The information highway struggles in complete emotional disarray We value feelings over life's harsh realities Hence, there's a great price we all pay So, you may be troubled by my questions You may label and misconstrue my words You may say hateful things about me Obviously, your emotions hinder everything you've heard