I sit here in my PJ’s with tear stained cheeks
I wonder out loud after I got kicked again
If maybe you’d forgotten me
If there was a reason you took my best friend.
Hold on, I have to blow my nose once more
I yelled at you because you took him away
My heart is still grieving, I continue to mourn
So if you don’t mind, I’ll cry, okay?
Oh, while you’re at it, thanks for halting that career
The one I needed to stave off poverty
So we could make it through the year?
That one that would really have been good for me?
Be patient because I don’t think I’m done hurting
I know you’re sending me the big guns, tomorrow
What real issues are we skirting?
Will they be able to help me ease my grief and sorrow?
I’ll trust in you even though I’m struggling to believe
Because I’m seeing so many people who are suffering like me
Because I hear their voices crying out in riots, beds, and songs
Because I know that you can hear them, please come right the wrongs.
This world is getting harder with each day that goes by
And I’m having trouble talking to my ceiling or looking to the sky
But I’ll believe because I know that you’ve graced me in many ways
But for now, I’ll sit here crying, eating chips while sobbing in my old PJ’s.