Why?

I wrote this during geometry class in the ninth grade, needless to say it was a boring class, I had a horrible teacher, and I got absolutely nothing out of it, except a few poems. In life, why, is a really big question that never really gets answered...so here's my answer

So here I am,                                                                                                                                    

   in the midst of time                                                                                              

But what I don’t understand is, why?

Why did you break

   my heart?

Why do I feel

   so alone?

Why do I feel

that no one cares,

   …even God?

I know He sent

   His Son for me

But I feel so unworthy,

   no one else loves me

Why should He?

Because He created me

   to be with Him and to be me

Because I am His

   and He’ll never leave,

Or break my heart.

So here I am,

in the midst of time.

And what I finally

Understand is, why.