Dear God,
What is my purpose?
Why am I here?
I have nothing signifigant,
To possibly give.
I have nothing useful,
To help the world.

Dear God,
What is the meaning of this life?
What importance do I serve?
Is it to hurt or live?
To live or die?
To fight or hide?
To laugh or cry?

Dear God,
What is the point of pain?
Why must my heart hurt so badly?
By now I just figure,
'It's normal.'
But I always wonder,
'Does everyone really hurt like me?'

Dear God,
Why do I seem to have the worst luck?
Why does everything go so wrong?
I try my hardest,
Trying to impress.
And always like clockwork,
It all falls apart.

Dear God,
Why have you given us free will?
Why does it not seem so free?
You know all that will happen,
So why is it my choice?
You know the conciquences and outcomes,
So why do we go through all this?

Dear God,
Why must I be apart from my love?
Why are we so far away?
Why did you make me love someone,
That I can never see?
Why is it so hard,
To not look into his eyes each day?

Dear God,
Why do you make my heart ache?
Why do you make my world break?
Why does it seem you enjoy watching this?
Why does it seem it's always a 'no?'
Why do I always cry myself to sleep?
Why do I always carry the weight of the world on my shoulders?
 
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