Why Me

I hate the people in this world,
all they do is lie.
It brings so much pain to my heart,
sometimes I wish I would die.

All they do is use me,
and push my life around.
Every time I try to get back up,
they push me back down.

I can never find happiness,
no matter how hard I try.
They like to see me in pain,
they like to see me cry.

Sometimes I lay awake at night,
and wonder why I'm here.
All I want is to be happy,
and get rid of all my fear.

I pray to the lord above,
and often ask him why.
Why cant i fond happiness,
no matter how hard I try?