Work Text:
Iv always been in the same place
Iv always had the same routine
Each week someone telling me God loves me
Every Sunday morning
Every Sunday evening
Every Monday
Every Wednesday
If you have a question go to the bible
Dont open up
Dont say a word
Your faking it
Suppress it
They wont like you if they know
It will change everything
Dont tell them
Its your fault
Your broken
No one want damaged goods
You need to be fixed
You need to pray more
They say God loves me
But why doesnt he love who i love