Written when I was fourteen, when I was having doubts about my religious beliefs.

Drowning in tears,
Consumed with shame,
The face of fear,
I know not its name.
Show me the faces, the places,
Where I belong.
The world of one,
Please, be gone.
Here, I grieve.
Down on my knees,
I plead.
Give me something to believe.
The knowledge of yesterday,
Cries its tears of separation.
Have I lost all faith?
No recollection of the creation.
What is its name?
The grass, the trees, it's all the same.
Where have I gone?
Here, in the world of everyone,
Where do I belong?
This is where I grieve,
Down on my knees.
Can you hear my plea?
Give me something to believe.
Inside the pain is where I'll be,
'Til you give me something to believe.