Ultimate Suicide

God, I’m not sure if you’re listening
In fact, I’m not even sure you exist
But if you do, why do you do
The things that make me pissed?

Why did you kill my brother?
When we all know his life wasn’t done
Perhaps it wasn’t his time?
He hadn’t even lived to see the age of one

Why do you allow
My father to hit me across the face
While he’s always reminding me
That to the family, I’m a disgrace

God, why do you addict
My friends to all these drugs?
Now when people see them
They think of them as thugs

God why are there so many wars
When you’re supposed to be our boss
Why do you lead us to death?
With nothing but our cross?

If you’re the person
That people have made you out to be
How come there are people out there
Who are deprived the right to see?

How can you expect
The world to bow down to you
When you can’t even lead
Just a single person through

God, why do you give
The things you are going to take away?
To show us what we can never have?
Or perhaps a new way to make us pay?

I’ve done nothing to you
Why do I deserve this?
The family that I have
I’ll never truly miss

Why couldn’t you take
Just the smallest second out of your time
To pass me to a family
Who I can proudly say is mine?

Because look at the people
That I’ve only ever looked up to
Look at what they’ve become
Do you see why I hate you?

I could have had the perfect life
I could have saved the tears that I’ve cried
But this is what it’s come up to
My ultimate suicide

*Oooppss...my clumsiness is a curse. I accidentally deleted it, therefore erasing all comments and votes. I thought this poem was good and I was lucky I saved it. So, here it is. Please vote and comment!*