I have been in this state since I was born,
with nothing but disaster.
Why oh why me, Lord?
I have troubles galore, stress, headaches and more.
Why oh why me, Lord?
Please accept me for who I am,
please love me, if you can,
for I had no more choice than you,
in the way that I was born.
Oh why me? Why oh why me, Lord?
Barbara Lynn Terry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-me-6/
