I hate this world I live in
The people are so excruciating
I can't find peace or joy anywhere
All I can think about is heaven.

Paradise, well I try to imagine
myself enjoying life here on earth, but
I just can't see me here or feel me here
Above the skies is where I feel I belong.

I dispise living here among people I can't understand. No matter how much I try to relate
I grow more and more agitated.

Like aliens trying to figure out
How to fit in to a society so different
from what they are used to back home, is
perserved in their minds and hearts.

The heavens is where I feel natural
Where I feel normal as if I belong here
I know I am not one of the one hundred and
Forty four thousands being so young, but

I feel overwhelm by God's presence knowing in my heart that I'm not chosen to be anointed by God, but I so want to be there, rather then here
Where life is so confusing and dominating
I want to be free to be me without ridicule and condemnation by a spouse.

I seek righteousness and morality, but
Life won't let me live it, or
Experience its natural beauty in my starving, dead soul.

Give me an ice cream and I feel phine
Give me a milk shake and I feel devine
For a least a moment in this dying world.

Most people kick me to the wind because of my strangeness, avoid me like the plague, due to my awkwardness, I don't care God loves me unconditionally.