I am looking forward to my appointment with the NHS to see how i am doing. I need to talk and explain myself. I will print out this poem for all the surgery. Sometimes the poem rhymes and sometimes I blame with shame the same lame game of excuses. I am deep of thought and i keep the hope. Words have meaning and I despair pulling my hair. I am a good person alienated and underrated. I am tired so I stop at the top. I want to live. I help people survive, are you in danger with a stranger?. If you understand you can protect yourself. My truth is atheism is a logical fallacy that assumes God is the religious idea of the creator of the creation to conclude wrongly no creator exists because a particular idea of God doesn’t exist. Thank you.