Everyone wants me to be productive
I can't find myself in something i don't know
I really live for God not for people
I work for God not for people
They want me to be good
When they were filled with evil
They want my words to be filled with sweetness
Whereas their words filled with venom
I understand everything
I learn everything
But they draw line between right and wrong
Who are they? God? Devil? Angel? Demon?
Why are they so fascinated about others more than their own life?
Why is it bothering them so much?
It is annoying God
God seriously they need some knowledge
They mainly need your allowance to understand.
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