Stumble

Am I a loser at stake?

How many time will it be?

I'm broken, hurt, down at my knees.

Asking Lord, why? what did I do?

I wanted it, but again you spare it from me.

How long will I wait?

I admit jealousy to people I see,

They have what I want as easy it i.

Be content but I can't,

I'm sorry, Am I being greedy?

I feel no face to face?

Everyone, my friends, my family, myself,

Stupid  tears as it fell.

But I know what to do

DO MOVE ONE, HAVE FAITH and PRAY.

*I was cleaning my room and saw this. One of my emotional depressing poem that I have no idea if my arrangement is correct.