Will I make it?
Dear God,
You have the ability to do anything, know anything...correction everything
As I smile on my first day of school you hear my every thought,
When I step on the court for a game you feel every butterfly.
As I take my Spanish test you feel my pulse race
You hold me up when the eighth period hits
you lay me down when 1 a.m. comes
I know that asking you direct questions does not mean I will have direct answers
but, I can't help but try it. If I don't ask the answer is no, right?
God, will I make it?
I've been struggling harder than ever now with the separation of my parents and the lack of recognition in myself.
I'm either angry sad or indifferent almost all the time and I never know who to call
Obviously, I have people to call but I don't want to bother them
wake them up
distract them
or bore them with something that seems "easy to fix" or "not that bad"
I assume I have to make it but that's not guaranteed
You could call me home after I finish this letter
or in 60 years
I guess I'll just have to make the best of my time now.
and yes I know I'll smile some more
and eat regularly
and talk to my loved ones
and make sure they know
I love them, I don't need to make it
I will make the best of what I can, right now
Sincerely yours,
Your Loving Child