Answer me..

I\'m so hollow..
So insecure..
You\'re so perfect..
So so pure..

But I\'m not jealous..
I don\'t care..
Even though..
It\'s soo unfair..

Actually i do..
It bugs me bad..
How you could have both..
A mum and a dad.

What did i do..
From the very start..
Why did he die..
Did i loose another part?

So many questions..
Running through my head..
Soo many nightmares..
When i go off to bed.

God i know you see me..
You\'ve got every prayer..
But still you ignore me..
Pretend I\'m not there.

Listen to me now..
As i write this poem down..
Did you make the water rise..?
Did you make him drown?

Answer me these..
God speak to me..
This is my last wish..
My last desperate plea..

© of Luke/Tuffguypr 12th March 2006