Part VI

The time is near. Why must I carry you on my back? Am I that much stronger than you or are you truly being that weak? It seems like we are doing back flips to get it all done. Is this the real life, or is this fantasy? I don't know anymore. I have to keep my eyes on the prize. Not that silly little thing you say is the prize, but God and his plan for my life. I may not know it all but I trust in him and that is the only way to go. Every time we turn around there is something new, so what? We overcome the challenges together. If our paths someday separate I understand. My question is, will you? I have an idea of what might happen but who knows this could just be a green screen with smoke and mirrors. Maybe it is better if we do split, I don't know you anymore. Why should we try to pretend to be friends when I know what you truly feel on the inside? I feel you staring me down with hatred every single day in two classes! You want me to die. I know it; you don't have to hide it. I hear you talking to him every day. You think I can't hear you, but you are oh so wrong! I hear you laugh out loud against me with her too. It isn't that hard to see what you are trying to do. There is pain and suffering around the world, why must you try to add to it every single day in little old Iowa? I have my defense. I have friends who love me for who I am, I have Sheltered Reality, but most of all I have God. He is my father and I know that he is always with me to protect me. I don't know about you, but I hope you have a relationship with him to. You might hate me enough to want me to die, but I care about you enough to hope you live, eternally.