The moral dubiousness of modern society // The Florida Project

O God,
make me as big as you.
Sometimes I just can't take it.
In the middle of all the right and wrong,
it's heart-breaking for a small soul
to make any head or tail of it 

At all.

The wise men tell me
I should be floating along
but this sinking feeling sometimes
seems to be everywhere
I look. the good feels tarnished,
the lotus is blind

I come to you now, can you make
it right and no wrong?
Being small, being blind
This feeling will pass over...