The battle of my thoughts.

Maybe I should just stop believing,
Focus more on breathing;
As I keep on living.
Not hoping for a better day,
Not some day but from Monday to Sunday,
Seem the same, where is that sunny day?

Maybe I should just stop speaking,
Focus more on praising;
But who is really listening?
As I hope in the unknown,
Who they claim am His own;
But why do I feel so lone?

Maybe I should just stop complaining,
Focus more on contemplating;
Upon His word am told there's healing.
The "word" I find...