10th prayer to G

I couldnt see, peoples hatred was distorting my mind, being called a child molestor was obfuscating light, i confessed

To you, G, its really hard, to live thru this reality, the devils voice, close to their words, give up, but in the end, hell could be

Anywhere, it means little to me, for when i see you, then life becomes clear, G, and youre the face that’s brightened up

Religion to me, to pray to God/dess, G is to polish a mirror, in a polished mirror, your face is a clear light, looking at me