- to be truthful this isn't my work and i will not take credit for writing it
this was written by a very good friend of mine and i honestly love it and i wanted to hear what you have to say about it to
please leave feedback for her to read!-
Can anybody tell me
How god exists?
Is it possible that every soul
Was born from his creations?
Because now i sit in an empty room
And wonder why it is
When i close my eyes to pray
That everything's quiet,
And the hurt still won't go away.
I keep thinking, can he hear me? Is he listening?
Or does he just want me to find my way
Through life all on my own.
But my path is dark.
And my light is gone.
I keep whispering to myself
That 'I'm not alone'.
But I've never been good at lying
And no matter how hard i keep trying
I'll just keep going in circles
Around hell.
I'm only a girl
I'm only young.
Yet I realize I've done something wrong.
When the moon is out, the stars are bright
I make a wish that everything will be all right.
But at that moment all the stars go out
And leave me wishing on the night.
Maybe I'm not perfect
And my choices just make me cry
I keep praying to a stranger
Who lives up in the sky.
But who am I to question
The existence of God?
But when you really think about it,
Does he really help you?
Or is he just something there
To make you think
You've still got something left?
