Stop telling me I need a savior. I stopped believing a long time ago. Stop telling me someone will deliver me, I been waiting for my hell to end Stop telling me I am loved If he did love me, I would not know abuse Stop telling me that prayer is the answer I have prayed my life away Stop telling me this life is planned why would god plan for me to feel so inhuman? Stop telling me it is in God's hands If so, his hands are full of sin Please, for the love of god stop trying to make it okay by using *God