faiths, beliefs; believe

do you believe in it?
because i do
does it make me weird
for believing
or
does it make you weird
for not believing?

i believe it
i fell from the sky because of it
i fell hard, face first on the ground
then flowers bloomed all around me
first before that
there was rain
and it washed away all the pain

i didn't believe it
or maybe i didn't know
but then now i know
and now i believe
i believe too much
and it hurts

now i wish i don't believe
but then again
what will life be
without faiths and beliefs?
something to hold on to
when everything else seems to fall apart

so i hold on to what i believe
what i know
because that is what i choose to do
my faiths, my beliefs,
what i believe
because what makes me happy
is knowing, believing,
having faiths, and beliefs
that i can.



p.s: so says my heart.