Dear God,

Why does it have to be like this?
why can't you just cut me some slack?
I hurt so bad,
like I've been stabbed in the back.

I feel as if I'm the only one,
though I know I'm not.
send me someone the same as me,
and together we can make it stop.

I'm going to stop talking now.
i don't want to say something I'll regret.
just promise to help me through this.
i know the worst hasn't even came yet.