I’m drawing circles in my notebook again
the little squares too
It’s an impossible to win game of solitaire
Why is this something I put myself through
I used to tell myself it was because
If I ever won I’d be some sort of genius
And no one could hold a candle to me
But after all these years what am I left holding
I am holding my temples when then headaches come
Will these last forever or is this finally the end of it?
If I myself am a church who exactly is the pastor?
Who’s the congregate?
I used to tell myself the answers to those questions
are my mind and body
Respectively
But now all bets are off
The church is burning down
I am drawing circles in my notebook again
Connected by lines to the little squares too
We won’t all get to go to where we’re trying to go
It’s just impossible
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