When I cry

When I cried

Though I cry and suffer,
no one seems to hear. The help I give is not accepted by all nor is it heard by one,
the one it is meant for. I turn to you my lord for the special strength and guidance.
To end it all would give me great satisfaction and I would get even with everyone.
But then I would not be here to see the satisfaction of their grief.
The only one to lose would be me.
I will hold my head up high and try again at life,
putting aside hurt feelings and painful memories. If I fall I will just have to get up and try again.
I must remember that I am nothing less nor am I more than any other human on this earth.
"No one is perfect, least of all me".