I just lay there outside on the cold ground and thinking to my self ...
Is anyone really up there in heaven watching down on me?
How come when ever I pray for something that would mean a lot to me it never happens?
Is anyone even in heaven...maybe there is just no real place called heaven.
How come no one never can help me when I'm to scared to talk to someone...
I just wish there is heaven and some one always looking down on me...
But just sometimes I just wonder if its my imagination...
