If God truly care for the weak... Why am I still standing here in the dark fighting for the light that won't shine upon me. I can't smile... Not for the dark... not for the light, but for freedom and love and caring. I just want you to see me for who I am not for who I could be. Love me for that is all I want, to be in the grays of life not amazing not horrible but just fine. Why have you hurt me, left me, hated me God? I cry myself to sleep praying for help and comfort. I'm just peachy now I don't care, I'm happy all alone in the gray air.
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I'm sorry if this story offends you. I am atheist I simply put science in the place of religion. I hope you understand.
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