I feel so empty

I feel so empty and so alone why am I so sad?
Why am I here? Why was I born? Who is my dad?
I don't know how to pray but find myself trying
God, if I said I knew who you were I'd be lying

I feel so sad, so depressed, so down, please help 
Are you there?  My room feels like a prison cell
Please help me understand who I am, why am I here?
Why do I shy away from everyone--why do I fear?

Just thinking about it makes tears run down my face
What am I longing for in my life living in this place?
Please answer my crazy questions, I just want to know
God, I just want to know, you, please before I go

     I'm so sorry for not believing before... I didn't understand
     I see the light now, as I stand, and you lead me by the hand

--bro. tim pickl      
Sunday July 9, 2006 A.D.  

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