Thanks a lot for glorying in my shame
Do you know what half my problem was?
It was everyone staying away
and then coming at me with the knife
And even those who approached me
went behind my back
and called it giving me a way to have life

At the witches' house
was where I was tripping out
and then other things continued
from the same attack
but my reception wasn't in conversation
or questioning
only in the pride of life

I hope everyone forgives me
I ask for everyone to
Apart from my perspective
I am nothing more than a fool
and a liar
and a malingerer
who also only takes pleasure in the couch

If only someone would have helped me
I mean girding up their loins
and confronting me
as if to also build with me
restoring
and not in simplicity
because that spirit is as what hounded me
just on the other wing

What was given to me was bitter and sour
and without belief

Send me a sign for good O God
because I want to know they forgive me
because the enemy's tares
and Your terrors
have killed, stolen, destroyed
and afflicted me
since my birth
--
I want to know the truth
and I want to be told
without me having to glory in shame or condemnation
or follow just because 'you' tell me to
I want to know what happened
and know that no one has anything against me
tell me please
and if you will-
so that there is no enmity and or guile-
riding in on a mule