Here is your first question to the gods." And the prompt: What are your questions to the gods? What were your first questions to the gods? And I might add: Describe a time when you've asked for intervention into your fate, your life.
I watched you drive away this morning.
It was 9:24, this Saturday.
And I couldn't help thinking about how miserable you must be.
From A distance you look like any other father.
It's when you get close that perfect image fades away.
You can finally see the natural color that suits you so well
Green
You spit out comments like vomit
And scream like your a rock star
But you can't fool me
I know what your true colors are
Green and Red
Your always angry or frustrated and you can't control your emotions.
You say things that you wish you'd never said
But you can't take them back and even if you tried you'd fail
I know what your true colors are
Green, Red, Blue
After you yell and tell me how stupid I am you go in the bathroom and cry
Why
Is it because your filled with sorrows or is it because you can't handle the pressures of life that you put on yourself.
I guess you can't be unhappy living a double life and all
but you can't hid it from me
I know what your true colors are
Green, Red, Blue, and Black
Are you depresses, feel like your life is going into a black hole
you feel like your children will be faliures?
Because your not there? Really? You think that?
Your more depressed than I thought.
You move like a snake shifting and sliding.
Sneaking and hiding,but your trapped by your glass cage that is me.
You can get out but you know that if you run away life as you know it is over.
You think you'll loose me forever but haven't you noticed?
I'm already gone
I know your colors.
Faith in your father can only go so far.
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