Why

Why did I put my parents through all that struggle,
With me getting older and getting into trouble,
why couldn�t I be good when my parents wanted me to,
Why couldn�t I accomplish the things I needed to do,
who can help me with the goals I need to complete,
With a goodnight�s rest, the day had to defeat,
Will I grow out of my immaturity life now,
with along life to live, i still ask myself how,
Why couldn�t I be an angel with golden wing�s,
with a crooked halo, God said it�s just one of those things.
Why must I be a confused child that�s heartbreaking myself,
Now it�s time to take my golden wings off the shelf.
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