Why was I born in this world?
Just to feel alone
No one cares if I exist, no one would care if I die
Life is so cruel, why do people have to be rude
Why do they discriminate, why do they hate
She cries herself to sleep at night
Whishing she would die
Why couldn’t I have been born pretty like all the models?
That I see on TV, they are so perfect
Everyone likes them and wish to be like them
But me, I’m so plain
I’m a different race, speak a different language
People often make fun of me, they laugh at my hair
And the way that I look, oh why, why was I born?
Then she hears a voice
She jumps and feels scared for she doesn’t know who is there.
Who is it? She asks
Are you here to make fun of me?
Or to say mean and hateful things; if that’s the case I’ve got quite enough of that
Please sir, leave, leave me alone
I’d rather be alone
Why do cry yourself to sleep at night? He asks.
“How do you know that? She asks.
Are you spying on me, who do you think you are?
The old man smiles and says,” I’m your Creator”
I came down to comfort you, for I see you are in great pain
You let others bring you down; you allow their insults to hurt you
You think no one cares and yet you wish you die
My child, how do you think that makes me feel inside?
I love you and made you in my image, I was very satisfy
With the way you turn out to be.
Don’t let others trouble your heart; don’t allow them to influence you in any way.
As to dying, get that wish out of your head; be glad for the gift of life
You're special in every way, shine for me my child, shine. I love you and remember that there is One who cares.
And that's your Creator
She sees Him leave, and falls to her knees
Father, forgive me for allowing other to bring me down
Forgive me father for wishing to die
Thank you for reminding me that You care
I love you and I know that You will always be there.
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