Beliefs-Why Am I At Fault Poem by jason zas

Every Sunday I woke up to worship him
Not really knowing why
Or who he really was
My parents just said he is real
Until now I believe them
I went without a fight
We pray before every meal
We pray for guidance
We pray because we can’t live without him
But now I question
Who is “him”
Why is everyone giving their whole life to “him”
I am now living my life without “him”
My parents are crushed
Tell me I am going down the wrong road
I have never been in trouble with the law
I have never smoked
I have never started walking on the wrong path
They still tell me I am wrong
Why
Why am I at fault for what I believe