When I was younger I never understood,
why God let things happen to me.
I use to cry in pain and beg Him,
"Make it go away! Please, please, please."
I never got any answers from Him,
that is when I thought He did not care.
So I stopped talking to Him,
my feelings or thoughts I did not want to share.
I lived the next few years miserably,
the hardships I endured lead to suicidal thoughts.
I tried one time, two times, three times, four,
only the last time I got caught.
I wound up in the loony bin overnight,
I had a lot of time to think about things.
I realized there is a lot I could not see,
about what happiness and life brings.
I found a man who changed my ways,
and made it easier to be the person I am.
He restored my heart in full quickly,
one, two, three, four.....bam!
Now I live by the ways of God,
to the very best that I can.
I lost my way once upon a time,
but I've been found thankfully by my man.
