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They blame it on drugs and my black clothes

Why I'm not in church, no one knows.

The truth is, I am angry at God for her dying

It's been a year and I am still here crying.



Just yesterday, I don't know why

I just sat there and I cried.

Just to say it: I feel so alone!

It's all my fault my Grandma is gone.



"God, I pray unto thee,

Show my away out of misery.

I feel so trapt, so alone, confused

Voices I hear, I feel so used.



I can't take back things I've done

I've it okay?  YOU WON!!

Is this why you wanted me to do?

Stop breathing until I turn blue?



I pray to thee for an answer above

The person you took is the one I love.

I miss my Grandmother, It is so sad.

Please God, I am sorry for making you mad.



Give me something, please, just show me a sign

To tell me that I have not run out of time.

I want my mom to hold me while I cry.

Why did you make my Grandmother die?"