.they dont get it.so they not with it.

they said stop complaining you have so much going for you.
people are so willing to tell you that but wont bear the cross with you.
i never asked to be born. didnt beg for my life.
yet i endure so much strife..sleepless nights..like i asked for this.
i pray to be something great.to change the pace on this life that God has graced.
but my efforts are never enough..always in vain, followed by pain..
yet in this life i remain..still in this one lane...alone
some have pacified me with companionship along the road..
i look to all four directions at this point and just see me.
come take a walk in my vans and see the complaints extend beyond the surface.
walking around with a broken heart.
an apprehensive spirit
and a bitter soul
are not things i asked for
but they are what i was cursed with.
or shall i say blessed with.
"stop complaining and be thankful for what you have"
i often ask myself how do they see the potential oozing from my aura
when i cant even fathom the sunlight of the next day.
you telling me you know i can
when my body is telling me dont even try.
how can i have so many behind me
but none with me.
i cry so much now
its not even because im sad
its because i pity myself
i wish i had the balls to find a way to end my life.
maybe one day i can find a way.