I wanna scream
I wanna cry
I form the words but they run dry
I ask God why does this happen
But his response just feels like nothin’
I wanna speak
I wanna tell
That my existence feels like hell
My eyes welled up
I look at the sky
What does God have planned
Askin’ ‘why oh why?!’
I walk into church
Face straight to the floor
I look up and think
I just wanna run out the door
Don't wanna stay
Don’t wanna read
And I sure as hell don’t wanna pray
Later that night
While I hide alone
Holding in the pain with all my might
Lay in bed
Thoughts wondering
Where am I headed?