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Poem to GOD
God, you everlasting son of a bitch
You curse me to a life of damnation
You make a mockery of me, and a hypocrite to myself
You made me a subject of ridicule, and a scapegoat to society
You force your unholy vision upon people
You force me to go to your church to satisfies your own selfish need
In my time of need, my prayer went unanswered
In those years, where I was religious at heart, you only brought agony and suffering
There was a time when I worship and kiss at your feet
That time has long past, now I only spit at your feet
You truly know how to cause chaos in a young person
I am a good person, yet you seem to worship the devil
I treat everyone with dignity and respect yet I am mistreated all the time
You really have your game with people; you're favorite among many
I clearly am not your favorite, I am your false creation
My friend at Columbine was treated by you the same way
I may not have known them, but we share similar experience
You are lucky I am smart, and won't do anything stupid as my fellow white friend
Last year, you didn't let me die in my accident
You gave me life in which I didn't needed, you wanted me to suffer
God, you everlasting son of a bitch
There are people that deserve happiness in their lives
People who don't want to die, that I am willing to give it all up for them
I have no use with this life; you have made me ashamed of being me
You have driven me to the point that I can't ever be love
God, I didn't ask for this life
I didn't ask to be a social outcast for much of childhood
I didn't ask to be rich or have the greatest life
I just wanted to be happy, and you fail me that life
For now, I am a constant soul struggling to live life day by day
I am an automaton at school and around people
You made me fear people, you gave me social anxiety
Yet, even with all your power you couldn't stop me from overcoming it
Maybe I'm not a normal person but I can sure survive anything you throw at me
People say Hitler, Osama , Saddam, Bush is a threat
I say the real threat is you GOD, you created these people
You praise the spoil rich kids, you praise celebrity, you praise Paris Hilton
You despite the homeless, the Handicap, the Jew who are your own people
You gave the Devil his own will to burn them into thin air.
People say you are a saint, people say you are miracle worker
I say this is all a white lie, for I can see past the false mirage
You burn people in the past when they disobey you, the proof is in the bible
You set up the 10 commandments so that you can hold total control
My parents may be fool by you, but I know the truth
I can go on and on, but you are dead to me
You are my worst enemy, and I don't feel death
You can condemn me to hell, because it don't matter
As of now, I been walking in hell for 19 years.

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Holding on to hope!

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