bloody midnight

by Arielle

you know how us catholic girls can be
we make up for so much time
a little too late
my brothers, they never, went blind for what they did but
i may as, well have
in the name of, the father, the skeptic and the son
i add one more, stupid question

we all had our reasons to be there
we all had a thing or two, to learn
we all needed something to cling to
so we did

we all had delusions in our heads
we all had our minds made up for us
we had to believe in something
so we did...

Alanis Morisette, Forgiven