Shattered Questions

Nov 29, 2004 00:19

(Sometimes we experience things that we can't understand, this is me pleading with God for a reason for all my pain at this time in my life.)

This feels so wrong,
this can't be right;
but who am I to decide my life.

How could it be...
how could it be...
better off this way?

You turned your eyes,
away from me.
Why do I hurt the ones I love?

How could I be...
how could I be...
better here than dead?
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