All night I was awake.
Thinking about my life.
Why do I deserve it?
Why do I have this wonderful life.
There are more needing people.
More deserving people than me.
So why my selfish self centered heart.
When a caring, loving, deserving heart could have this life. Why am I spoiled while a child is crying then beaten.
Answer mw this why me?
I am supposed to do great?
Why am I specially selected for this love.
Was it some random drawing or am I really supposed to be here?
If I was some where else would I be the same or would I be someone else?
