I am Not Religious

I’m not religious.
I mean, I was when I was younger.
I was brought up in Christian family.
God was my saviour.
But I’m not religious.
Doesn’t matter if sometimes when I’m afraid

When things go bump in the night
At 3am I pray
But I’m not religious.
I mean, I read the bible, I’ll read it again
But for educational purposes
But I’m not religious.
I guess you could say I don’t like labels
But guess what I’m a deist
Or maybe an Atheist

Six years ago I knew what none of this meant,
But six years ago I was eleven.
Yet I was to believe in a man in the sky
But I guess children are navie,
They’ll believe in a man in the sky.
Until he starts to let you down,
All this rage I’ve pent up against him!
I’m not religious.

I’m not religious
Because when I asked for my best friends back,
When I asked to go back to how things were,
When i asked for things to get better,
They didn’t and I was left to pray to stars.
I wasn’t praying to stars, I was praying to God!
I’m not religious.

When I was sad and depressed and alone,
When just wanted to be left alone
When I just wanted to die alone
I prayed to God to send me a sign
I’m not religious.

God didn’t save me, I saved me.
God didn’t make me do a thing, I did.
It’s not that I don’t want to believe in him,
It’s that I need to believe in myself
Before I put my faith in anything else.

I am not religious.

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