You’re living a life of plenty
Alone, adrift, and empty
He’s tells you: ‘It was God who sent me’
You trip into his trap
Sit naked upon his lap
Now you’re living a life of rejection
Of spiritual perfection
He offers you direction
You’re heady and hypnotized
By his unblinking eyes
He may ask for favors
Every now and then
But he is still your savior
He is your best friend
You drink up his preaching
Edge of seat, attention rapt
Evangelize his teachings
Carefully lay out his traps
Just remember to:
Keep away from reflective surfaces
Avoid any expensive purchases
Bow and ‘wow’ at every word of his
Give him everything you own
Because if you sing his praise and write his ballads
Every thought you share is valid
It seems you’re only eating salads
Your skin is showing bones
But you couldn’t be thinking clearer
Because you never stare at mirrors
No, you’ve never felt more sane
Because you finally shed your name
No, you’ll never be the same
Your mom said:
‘This is not benign neglect
This is not some harmless sect
It’s a slow-motion train wreck
He’s a megalomaniac’
You said:
‘How could you ever understand?
You could never see God’s hand
In your diets and designer brands
I don’t appreciate the attack’
And that was that
May be downsides and dangers
Every now and then
But he is still your savior
He is your best friend
You drink up his preaching
Nod along with the crowd
Evangelize his teachings
Don’t let the small voice get too loud
Just remember to:
Keep away from reflective surfaces
Avoid any expensive purchases
Kneel and squeal at every word of his
Give him everything you own
Don’t listen to:
The whispers of the bad behavior
The doubts that he is not your savior
The fear that you have lost this wager
The conviction in your bones
Now there’s a stranger in the mirror
You miss her, you fear her
Now your name holds a question
Is this cowardice or confession?
Yes, the mirror reveals a stranger
You love her, you hate her
Yes, there’s a question in your name
How many demons can you tame?
No, you’ll never be the same