Rediscover You

I need to just admit
my faith is paper thin
I'm feeling so burned out
On religion

I say an empty prayer
I sing a tired song
I need to just admit that the passion's gone

And I want to get it back.

Friction

I don't want it to be the same. But it's already on the line, and the risk is there.

Losing a brother? Depends what I'm after.
No, this will not happen again.

Help to hurt. The irony.

All is well.

I'm only desperate. But oh well. Another subchapter in my life!