A Letter to God

Dear God,


I'm not quite sure if the world's my problem or if I'm the world's problem. Can't figure out how and why people tell me things that don't trust anyone else. Why my difference's clearer than the others? What am I supposed to do with all that stuff?
All of us has got to learn with their mistakes...even if it hurts, right? 
"Bless and you'll be blessed"... I don't know if I'm doing everything right! Sometimes, things happens all the time and I can't find the right words to say and express all I know 'bout Your love and Yourself to the ones that doesn't know You and needs You!


Yeah, this sounds like me.. The quiet and insecure one...That doesn't really know if the right thing should be done and doesn't really is in a group that makes her feel like she belongs at school! Yes, I'm the one who's not really  loved at school but is loved outside it.. Sounds like me!


I know I have to overcome this, because this window must be tired of seeing me cry and everyone that trust me!
Please Father, read this humble letter.

Love,

Marta