Broken pieces

This morning It's my fault being here and got curious of what they said
I don't know that I'm the one who become that weak or what
I just know It's hurt
I just wanna shout at him, "you're blaming me for what I've done, why don't you try to look at yourself first" (your room got a mirror right?)
For once, I think that Death is better
But there's a strength from my heart, say,  you can do it. I'm with you...
You know who is he? He's God
I believe that There's so many reason for my existence
Don't HE loves all their children?
I'm waiting for your right time and place
I'm no longer me, I'm yours Lord


ps : Mom, If only you were here....