think

i wonder what was God thinking when He made me,

i wonder if he spilled some kind of stupidity a little bit too much-

or was He just trying to make me kinder,

despite all the bitterness He put inside of me

i can't even tell. it's too blurry to see.

i love too much that i trade myself

i give too much that i have nothing left to eat

i let them hurt me so they satisfied

i let them hurt me that i thought i would win over their hearts

so tell me,

what was God thinking when He made me?