I lie awake at night thinking 

I stare out in space in class

I read and live in the books I read

When I'm around others I think 

I watch others see their faces 

I think I see a glow in some, in others, 

 all I see is a blank where there should be a person

where are people in this maze of destruction?

I see their faces in different ways 

and try to understand

all my life I have known god is real

I don't know it in my heart though

I think the people I see with a light are ones 

who in their hearts know that god's real

I think I may be a blank but I can't read myself

the blanks need more than a yes god's real

we need something more I don't know what 

I need to feel it to know it 

others might be the same or they choose to be blank souls

the world seems to be falling apart but the few 

glowing souls that are left manage to hold it together

and I hope they can keep it up till I'm

done thinking and am positive god's real

and am ready to join them in holding 

and repairing this torn down world