Why?

I sit here and wonder why
A merciful God will not let me die.
What could he possibly want to do
With someone so obsolete?
The world is full of the strong.
Why does He hold onto the the weak?

Day after day, everything is the same.
Looking forward to tomorrow is like looking back on yesterday.
Things have not changed for the better.
They are only going to become worse.
Life does not make sense,
But that is how it is, of course.

Why cannot my life for once be fair?
Why cannot the people I love care?
The time is now, I am ready to die.
Why will God not let me say goodbye?