Childhood Truths

As a child they tell you to say your prayers
Every night before you go to bed
To know that God is powerful and almighty
And that He heard everything you said

That prayer really changes things
And if you ask, then you will get
But in my case none of this happened
It was a day I'll never forget

The day he died was unbelievable
I still don't believe that its true
The night before I had prayed to God
But for me He didn't come through

I find it funny that people tell you to pray
And then when it goes wrong they say oh well
They say this is the way He intended it to be
And that you shouldn't dwell

But if my prayer wasn't going to be answered
Why did I make an effort and even try
Why did I pray and beg God to save his life
If He was only going to let my brother die

On that day, my faith flew out the window
Part of me just waved it good-bye
I found it hard to believe in anything
Everything seemed to be a colossal lie

That one day I could have a brother
And then the next, I just did not
That someone who never harmed a soul
Wasn't given a second shot

So for me everything I once knew is gone
My world is completely black
All the childhood truths don't seem to hold up
So much for all the facts.