I wonder

I sometimes wonder Why Me?
I wonder why do I have to be a daughter of a drug addict.
Why can't i have a normal mother like everyone else.
I wonder why i can't come home to a cook meal instead most of the time i come home to cook the meal
i wonder why God put so many obstacles in my life
Why can't i just worry about school work and stuff othat kids worry about instead i have to worry about that and many more things
Then sometimes i sit back and wonder do blessing really come with patience
Hopefully they do and in the future i can be blessed with everthing my heart desires.