My History

(INTRO: these were my thoughts and prayers when I was 15)

My history is my past,
which will always last.
I was born on a sunny day,
Even though it wasn't May.

I was their first born baby,
And they were happy with their young lady.
For them I was their light,
And we never did fight.

We loved our life,
And lived the days.
We hadn't any strives,
And we always did find our way.

I was happy with this part,
'Cause we never did part.
We laughed from our hearts.
'Cause we were happy from the start.

I had my friends with them I dreamt,
About the love,
That should have never ended!
Every day was sunny without no money.

A storm broke our happy home!
Breaking our only hold,
Leaving us in the cold,
In the dark black night.

We hated our life,
And we hated our days.
We had a lot of strives,
And we never did find a way.

I hate this part,
'Cause we all did part.
We never laugh from the heart,
And that tears me apart.

I wish to leave,
But where would I go?
Where can I relive?
And who would I run to?

I thought of going up to God,
Even though I know it is hard,
But I prayed for it,
With all my heart.

But it didn't work out.
All that happened was me torn out.
I wondered, "Why did God leave me?"
I asked, "Why didn't you take me?"

I prayed for God to help me.
I prayed for God never to leave me.
He answered me with hope,
And that's what I really hoped.

I asked, "When will my life return?"
"When will my spirit return?"
He said, "Never lose hope,"
"And ask for your happy home."
I prayed with tears,
And with a heart full of fears.

God take everything and give me happiness.
God take everything and give me joy.
God take everything and give me love.
God take everything and give me health.
Take everything and please take the wealth.

I've never laughed from the heart,
Since I was twelve.
Since we all got apart,
And love was put on the shelf.

Well….This is my history.
This is my gloomy history.