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by >> Beautifully Mistaken   Mar 30, 2004


Every night I ask God a million questions,
I sit on my bed and hope that one day he will answer my cries.
I wish I could be like you,
Make everyone happy and not sad.
For these days,
Have been a nightmare that will not fade.
I ask you,
Please make me strong,
make me able to get through this life.
Please tell me why people push me to the ground and hurt me,
Am I just someone that no one can see?
I try so hard in school,
But never succeed.
For I am so scared in this dream,
But I have just realized this is no longer a dream, it’s a nightmare I cannot escape.
Please tell me why people laugh,
When I walk past.
They always tell me I am useless,
And that I should not be in this world, for I am only glimpse that no one can see.
I wish they could see what they are doing to me,
Tearing out every bit of hope I have left in me.
So I ask you God,
Please give me a chance.
Just answer my cries at night,
And tell them to see the real me.
For someone out there must care about me,
But I am still trying to find that someone.
So please send me and angel,
That will be there till the very end.

PLZ VOTE I WUD MEAN SOOO MUCH TO MI

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  • 20 years ago

    by heather

    gurl I feel the same way as you all the time. I hate it when people are like that stay strong. Heather 5

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