These past few months
Have been some of the hardest
Of my so far short life.
Why have I lived so much
In such a short time?
What did I do to deserve this?
I'm working so hard
To push all these thought
And questions out of my head --
But they always return.
I am trying to forgive and forget
And maybe try and love again
But I fear others --
But maybe all I fear is myself.
Is God really watching over me,
Carrying me through this time?
Is He the one keeping me going,
Even on days I'd rather quit?
I'll try to believe --
For this belief is all I have.
Someday I'll find myself
And all will seem right.
But for now I'll keep searching
And keep going until the end.
