The World of Eva Catherine

My mom is dead my dad's alive I don't know how I have survived these past years of my life have dragged on twice by twice.
In the mirror I see myself turned away from everyone else.
Sometimes I cant believe I'm still here under my favorite tree that me and my mom planted when I was just three.
Sixteen years have gone by so fast and I cant help but look back at the past.
God has helped me one by one and has carried me on his wings on and on.
I really don't understand why God would love me like I am, but He does and I have a conclusion of this poem God loves everyone even the people that think they can't survive in this world of many lies. -Eva Catherine