Whay e'm i here god
..........God whay did you make me... did you make me to fell the pane in the sadness that is the devil inside of me has created ...... if not whay e'm I here god... I pray every day asking. tell me whay I'm here whay did you mack my life terrible as it was already....and I think to my self what who'd he say I'm gessing he who'd say ...... your disrespectful to your mom your sister haha..and I who'd say thay don't car about me no one does its the whay of life death pops in my head with  a gun a rope some sort of Ling to die with there is not a day that death dose not com in mind ............the day 1234 pop the last day  I will forgive  myself for what  have Done to to Ig