Finally Free

I'm so sick of all these hypocrites
I may not be perfect, but at least I tell it like it is.
So many people lying, stealing, cheating
So clueless to other people's feelings.

I try to imagine what the world would be like
If all of the evil in us went on strike.
Everything would be so perfect, so whole;
Everyone would truly be good in the soul.

And then I remember, I know of a place like this,
A place where all of these things seem to fit.
I'm not there yet, but one day of this evil world I will be free
And then I will be with God, Who is always with me.