Dear God

I’ve been hurt in more than I am allowed to say. While he’s having his fun I try to run away. I hide under my bed hoping he won’t find me. Through my tears it’s hard to see. I can’t be what he wants me to be. A boy! Instead a girl with a huge void. God what is my purpose from falling from heaven? I’m a woman at age seven. Why can’t I find a way to back to you. At least I know what you say is true.