If there is a god, then why must we suffer?
I thought we were supposed to be loved.
not ridiculed and pushed away.
It makes me WANT to die!
It's not fair!
Everyone gets to have their perfect little life, while I stand in the background, alone.
They all pretend life is a game that will work itself out in the end.
If that were true, i'd still have a father.
I'd still have a grandmother.
I wouldn't be alone.
I still have some family, but their never their.
So I keep searching, seeking.
Never reaching for the light at the end of the tunnel.
So close but yet so far.
I will always be alone.
I thought we were supposed to be loved.
not ridiculed and pushed away.
It makes me WANT to die!
It's not fair!
Everyone gets to have their perfect little life, while I stand in the background, alone.
They all pretend life is a game that will work itself out in the end.
If that were true, i'd still have a father.
I'd still have a grandmother.
I wouldn't be alone.
I still have some family, but their never their.
So I keep searching, seeking.
Never reaching for the light at the end of the tunnel.
So close but yet so far.
I will always be alone.
