Question

So,
if there is something to believe in,
then my picture of it couldn't have been all bad.
In fact, I believe it was the perfect snapshot
of what I believe something to believe in
should be.

So,
if life wasn't designed to teach us all
that we're just puppets on a stage, and bought to boot,
and if you really wanted us to love
holding life in our hands and smiling
in the evening,

then
why did the pearl I sold everything for
turn out to be a fake? I thought it was supposed
to work like that. If you want me to believe,
why evaporate what I believe in? It's no case
for faith.

Don't
think I blame you. I don't.
I just don't take chances. I won't be duped again.
I wish I could be. I wish life was out to trump
my hand, to be everything I cannot dare
to dream.

But
if there really is something to believe in,
don't let me go on not believing. I'd give my life,
and gladly -- in fact, I want to give my life --
consider it given. Forgive me if my faith remains
as hope.