I hate my life.
Majority of the time I wonder why was I created. Do God hate me?Why do I have to go through so much?Why am I here?I hate my life.Childhood. Teenage years. Adult life.I have been miserable all my lifeJust pretending that I'm happyPeople tell me to have faith and prayLike I'm misguided by my sinsLittle do anybody knowI've been praying all my life Praying for a daddyPraying for a drug free motherPraying for things I needed that my mom couldn't providePraying for my sistersPraying to survivePraying for forgivenessPraying I forgetPraying for my childrenPraying for jobsPraying for changePraying for peacePraying for strengthPraying for love. Praying for wisdom. Lord I pray. Lord I pray. Lord I pray and I'm still lost.Why am I here?Why can't my life change?Why can't I be at peace with the world?Do God hate me?I can't bear this weightI can't even stand to look at my own faceHow can I be strong?I don't even want to fight nomoreI'm tired of hurting crying faking smilingJust so I don't ruin nobody else dayYet I don't complainBut I hate my life. I don't care about how beautiful I amI pray for a beautiful life. I don't want my living to be in vain.