Does God Get It?

[isavedfrance05]

Does God get it?

I mean, he must know what I'm going through. But can he tell me what I can do about it?

Maybe if I try to reach out, first...

I'm on the other side of the galss here, God!
I can see every one of my faults, and I know they're there.
I know how I should fell, but I know that I don't.
I'm platered to this sheet of glass,
A huge window pane.
I know what's on the other side for me,
But I don't feel it.
I can't touch it.
Can it even be real?

I know I should feel like crying.
I should feel like crap for all the crap I've done.
I should regret it, and want to change.
But I don't.

But I want to feel like crying,
I want to feel like crap.
But because of this cursed Glass Ceiling,
I don't, at the same time.

Am I making sense to you, God?
I hope so, because I am baerely understanding myself.
So now that I've stood idley by this pane,
And probably caused silent pain,
I'll call out.

What do I do now, God?
Where do I go from here?
What's next?
I've tried all I know how to try,
So...now what?

Please get back to me, God.

You're Pal (I hope still),
Katie