At the cross I stare. .....hello is anyone there? It doesn't answer....it doesn't care. Miracles would be rare. I can't go to heaven I have nothing to wear. Why was I chosen? My existence is frozen. A life I have none. A marriage not even one. Nothing it was it has & become My youth is over & done. I know you are real. You can hear, speak, & feel. I know a better way to get you to stay. Do things your way. Everything will be okay. I will become what I should be. Everything will revolve around me. Watch you'll see! I am no one's type. I don't understand why people don't like me, I don't bite. I guess love is not something you can see.