Praying For Brighter Days.

Why, is it hard to be afraid?
And is it fun to be alone?
Little girl, if you’re scared,
You can always let Him know.

Behind your scars are stories
That you’re dying to spill.
If you need someone to listen,
Trust that He will.

Even if you can’t see Him,
And there’s no response in your ears,
I can guarantee you that He’s watching;
I’ve been through it too, dear.

And maybe you’re confused.
You feel a little lost right now,
Because you just can’t figure out why
You feel solitary amongst a crowd.

I’ll tell you this from experience,
‘Cause I know exactly what you mean.
You’ve just learned the difference
Between being “alone” and being “lonely”.

You’re not a lost cause,
Tons of people feel this way.
Just get up and wipe those tears,
‘Cause tomorrow’s a brighter day.

Excuse me for this cliche rhyme,
I know you’re not impressed.
I’m sorry for wasting your time;
I needed to get this off my chest.

I wrote this when I felt depressed
Out of the blue, all over again.
It's like there's something poking at my heart
Every now and then.