Fake? ? Poem by Kayla Bryant

Believe what you want,
As I'll do the same.
I don't think God is 'fake'
and I don't live for fame.
Although we may not believe alike,
We are alike in other ways.
We've both been through heart breaks,
and hopeless tears,
falling apart, and facing fears.
But all the while,
in spite of the world,
I still think there is a God out there,
I believe he is frowning upon the world
for what it's become.
In spite of it all,
I still trust in God.
In spite of stories saying he's not real,
in spite of people telling me I'm dumb for believing,
in SPITE of all the bad things that happen in the world.
I, myself, trust that there is a God out there.
You don't have to, but I do.