A eastern sunday and God

I dont y i told mum,i want to go church.after lifeng motivated me to go bk to church.i reach church seen too muc plpe.i walked out of my church,ordered an ice cool cocao cappuccino.i sat below air con,took out.time crunched triathlete,preparing to read.the cool air make my cappucino colder,a sense of freezing.i decided to order hot cacoa.my mum wld ring me,and say where had u gone?where had u gone?where?an question which i tried vry hard to answer.


A letter tO God.u dun know y i ran away frm u.u know it God.it is life,i got fed up of living.y am i here?tis world dun fit with your values,i had tried hard to be wat u want me to be.but what am i now?i m nowhere,but an ugly fat ass,mocked by plpe.wat the pt u r trying to let me c.i dont know anymore,and maybe i dont want to know.i juz feel like runming away frm u,and everything.i juz want to be alone.alone with u God,if u dun destest me.i think i may temporarily run away frm it all.i want to old me bk,healthy,happy,was i happy when i was where i was in the past.i dont know,and no longer know,maybe ignorance is a blessing.god r u still there.