People tell me to pray
They believe it will help
They say it will show me the way
But last year I prayed and waited
I waited and waited
Got beaten and bruise
I decided then I must be hated..
I was all alone
Day after day
I cried your name
Sang songs to you
But u never came
I thought I
was following your sign
But fell in another mental game
When I hit rock bottom
I was told all I do is whine
So why even bother
If I cant even be love by my own mother
Dear Heavenly father
Will I ever be worthy enough
To be called your daughter