To God, with love.

Dear God,

I dont know if you're listening,
Or if you even care.
I guess it doesnt matter,
Im just hoping that you're there.

I know you're probably busy,
But this'll only take a second.
I wont take up too much time,
I just have a question.

Why?

Why is life so hard?
Did you make it this way or was it us?
I'm not trying to anger you,
I dont want to make a fuss.

Why is there such thing as tears?
Whan they rarely fall for good?
They fall from the eyes but come from the soul,
If I could stop them, I would.

Why do people hurt?
I dont mean like a wound.
I mean on the inside,
Where all that echoes is our doom.

Why do dreams exist?
What is it that they do?
I know they give one hope,
But they dont come true.

Why are we born?
We're only going to die.
Is it what we do until then?
So far, i've only cried.

Why didnt my Dad want me?
Thats my biggest 'Why?' for the day.
Can you answer that?
Why wasn't I enough for him to stay?

I dont know if you're listening,
Or even if you care.
I guess it doesnt matter,
I'm just hoping that you're there.