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God?

Where is god?
When I was christen.
I prayed.
I worshiped.
I loved him.
I thought we was wonderful.
I thought he was life.
But things got worse.
Things got harder.
So then I prayed more.
I asked him to help me.
I asked him for advice.
He never answered.
He never helped.
He didn't listen.
He let things get bad.
He let me fall.
I asked for help.
Each night I fell asleep,
Crying my eyes out,
Asking what to do,
Asking him to help me.
Praying and not getting anywhere.
Yes I believe in god.
He's helped millions of people.
He does millions of things.
But where is he when I need him?
My dad thinks things are getting better.
But I don't think so.
Nothin is going right.
And it never will.
God does things for other people.
But it's like he forgets me.
Is there a god?
Is there no god?
Is god dead?
Or is he surely alive?
"Gods not dead he's surely alive."
But where is he?
He has never helped me.
I believe in god.
I'm not atheist.
But I'm also not christen.
Or baptist
Or Catholic
I don't worship anyone.
I'm have no religion.