Dear God,
Listen can we have a one on one,
A heart to heart,

I’ll say my part,

Then I’ll depart.

The Bible says babies are a blessing,

But I wasn’t included I’m guessing.

I deal with my pain by having a bottle of beer,

I can’t wear certain clothing because I fear,

That men look at me with the eyes of a predator that preys on a deer.

Why is this cross so heavy to carry?

With each step, my soul runs weary,

I’m tired of life and all of its lessons.

When will this pain ever get lessened?

I’m tired of dealing with this depression,

Caused by all of the people who hurt me, man can I just come to heaven?

Put me out of my misery,

And the rest would be history.