Every day i am subject to,
The same people harassing, bullying me
Yet every day I'm strong enough to come back,
To face them,
Which brings a daily Struggle.
At home i feel unwanted,
unloved, uncared for
I dread returning at days end
For i have no refuge there,
I dread this as much as school in.the morn
My life's like a living nightmare,
i wish it were a dream,
So i can wake up.
But it never is.
But still I'm determined
To go on and see this raging battle through.
My rock is my faith.
For i can find peace and refuge there,
There i feel loved and cared for
My God is the only one there all the time
I long for the day he returns
So then i can truly know happiness and peace.
These last days i say to you
Times may be tough
But stay strong
Find a rock to cling to for dear life For without that you ll have nothing And will wither away and die inside, And become a Living Shell!
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