Lord who put men on earth
Let us be put to sin
Forever and more
We must keep our lies within
Lord how could you let
My aunt get pregnant with a kid
And then in four weeks
The baby,was in a miscarriage
Lord how could you let
My first pet die because of me
Cinderella Lisa,black and cute
Now my first put-down puppy
It hurts me to know you're letting
Everything go bad
Because of a few people
Who made you kinda sad
Why are all my friends
And beloved family
Always hurt and abused
Even beat like me?
Lord,if its my fault for being cause of suicide
If its my fault for living the way I do
Please Lord,give me a sign
I want to be as good as you
I don't want to be hurt
I don't want others to suffer for me
Lord,it's not my fault
For where they chose to be
I was the lil angel
Who gave people good luck
I was the one with a halo
Who helped people when they were stuck
Lord,please help me
I didn't choose to be
The person who is living lies
And cries themself to sleep
God of life and death,why do you judge me so?
Evil for being born?
Brother taking my life?
Lord I mean no harm
I simply want to be
Someone even you would want
Because I know at least you know me
Lord,I say these questions
To simple know the truth
I hope this pretty letter
Was of any use
hey, Be happy. God has a purpose
for everything he does. you have to
wait and see the results later in your
life. just remember God always loves
you and he's with you in times of need.
love you,
marjan