Dear God

I see the wild flowers
How they grow so beautifully
Down by the river
As it flows down around the bend,
So free and wild yet totally in control
How I wish life could be this way
Instead of totally out of control,
Not knowing what to do
Or where to go next,
Life is crashing down
But only I can see
Everyone's to busy doing little jobs
But if they stopped and looked
They would see the real me
Who I really am
A lonely teen-aged girl.

Please leave a comment and vote I wrote this when I was upset and when I felt that I couldn't do anything right.