Vulnerable Infidel
I am incapable of experiencing anger, fear or sadness
Without constantly thinking about judgement
I just want to destroy all that paves my way
Without worrying about trouble with the law
I just want to piss my pants thinking about the future
Without being called an anxious neurotic
I just want to be able to shed a single tear
Without being seen as less of a man
Why on Earth would God give us these feelings
And call us infidel for exploring it?
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