Dear God,

Did you see me today?
Did you hear me when I prayed?
Were you busy with your children,
Did I make you turn away?

Are you angry with my life?
With the way I always lie,
With all the sin and shame,
Does it really make you cry?

Why can't I meet with you,
The way it used to be?
Is this simply just a punishment,
For only being me?