In the back of my mind I try to figure out this thing called life. It just seems to be so rough on so many ppl. So I kno its not just me that's wondering why so many ppl suffer while others that do wrong don't suffer a thing. I try to keep my cool and keep my focuse on the life that I am living. Because focuseing on the next persons life won't help me advance my life. But in the back of my mind I think about it all the time to the point where I almost lose my mind. But I barely have time to take care of myself the way I should. Somtimes I forget to eat because I'm running from here to their. But when I do get that chance to slow down life hits me like a ton of bricks. And it gets hard to breath. When this happens I just look to my father for help and he saves me from the pressure that life puts on me. When I ask my father for help he gives me more than I ask for. He shows me the way when I thougth their was no way. He gives me a break from that day to day life that seems to be draining the life from my bones. In the back of my mind I wonder why he cares. But then I stop and just be thankful that he does care for me like he cares so many others. In the back of my mind I kno I will never understand how he works. I can only be thankful that he does work in my life and the lives of those that are willing to let him in. And tho my mind wonders Lord I just want to say I have wondered a lot in life and the only thing I don't ever want to wonder about is if u truly exist in this life.