it's not many times i come to you and i know that's not good, but god i feel like I've
done all i could. Why am i here? I have no clue, but I'm pretty sure you do. I don't even
know where to start, but you've seen it all! I cry day and night, hoping you set it all right.
my smile is my armor, but it's getting weaker & weaker. There's only so much I can take,
God... You should know this if no one else doesn't.. I wish I could name everything I've
been through, but it's just too much... This is the teenage life God, but is it typical??
One question: "Why Me?" .
a child hoping for a blessing :) .