She came home with tears rushing down her face
She knew her room was her destination place
She got on her knees and prayed
"Dear God, please help me Im crying, cant you see me?
I know theres millions of other kids who have it worse
But im your child too!
Im feeling hurt
Pick me first!
You said you had my back if i believe in you
You said you would make things better for me if i prayed to you
God, i need assistance
Lately ive been wanting to retaliate because karmas not playing her part in it
I need you to intervene
I need you to make everyone go away
Just for a moment!
I dont have any time to waste
I need you more than ever
My anger is giving me strength to retaliate"
An angel appeared to her and spoke
The angel said God was in It
He was It's coach
"Dear child, some things arent meant to be explained"
God was proud of me I hadnt lost my faith
He knew I was having some problems
But he was willing to make them go away
It looked into my eyes and saw my soul
It saw anger I tried to control
I did not like the answers It gave me
I wanted It to set me free
Heaven is a happy place
It should have taken me to see