Questionable TESTABLES

 God, why?
does my 
life 
have to be
under
a microscope  
in some way
every single  day 
yeah, no wordplay 
and why?
must i 
just cope 
or feel like 
i'm just hanging 
by a thread 
or 
a rope
yeah 
because 
of 
fony folfks 
that love to 
poke around 
or 
put me 
down 
are they 
hoping 
that i will 
drown
like a clown 
due to my tears 
and 
my cerebral palsy 
years 
and fears 
yeah father 
your daughter
needs some 
beers 
from Cheers 
or 
a good laugh
from a better half 
to grasp
the past 
6 months 
in bold font 
but father 
tell me 
what you 
want me 
to do
to really 
get through
silly blue 
emotition 
of 
ocean obstacles 
or 
semi-try
stopables 

MAN, I AM FEELING SO FRUSTRATED THAT I WAS CREATED ( LIKE THIS)

MAN
i pray 
for another day 
but not for another day 
of palsy 
Yeah, that causes me 
to sit 
in pit 
and contemplate 
quiting 
on quantum leap 
yeah sometimes 
i have 
even asked 
God 
to take me 
in my sleep 
yeah, nice and 
deep 
but he
keeps 
waking me 
up 
because 
i guess 
out of 
love 
or 
his plan 
is not 
complete 
but Lord 
can i 
at least 
try 
to creep 
in the sand 
yeah,
with my feet 
and not 
my hand 
 

DEAR DADDY

 Sadly,i write to you from an earthly view 
while you are in heaven 24/7 
and  5 years later 
i miss you greater 
Yeah, there's a hole in my heart 
like the equator 
Yeah, like i was bitten 
by a gater
or a bear 
yeah man 
i swear 
i care
that you 
are not 
here
yeah, since 
You've been gone 
i have 
shed tears 
and laughed 
on your behalf 
over some of 
sayings 
yeah while watching 
your grandchildren 
playing and growing 
not knowing you 
Yeah, those would've,
 could've,
 should've
 blue tears 
but daddy 
your kid 
did 
learn
from 
this heartburn 
and your 70 years 

on earth 

and your birth 
LOVE ALWAYS, MONIQUE

FINGERS CROSSED

 God
I just want to 
be 
a better person 
not a 
palsy 
person
yeah 
no hurtin'
no cursin'
yeah Lord Christ
this life
is not
 workin' 
for me 
But ooooh wee
msybe 
it's 
almost 
over 
yeah 
me 
constantly 
lookin' over 
my shoulder 
Jehovah Jesus
yeah 'cause 
 i feel 
wheelie 
lost 
yeah like 
more than 
my body 
has been 
tossed 
But Heavenly Father 
I'm still your daughter 
fingers crossed?

MY CRIPPLE CROSS?

God why
must my 
life 
still reflect
the will
of 
christ 
on the cross
yeah why 
must my
body 
still get 
wheeled
 hurt,
talked to 
like dirt
 and tossed 
 like a salad 
yeah such
a painful 
bad habit 
dagnabbit
but why 
must i 
constenseously 
cryout 
and 
see doubt
right in front of me
but still
expected 
to be 
happy 
and 
to treat people 
According 
To the steeple 
But Father
your daughter's 
neck
is
soaking wet 
and 
so sore
But how much more
Must I take
for goodness
 Sake 

THE CUT

Lord
i don't know why
some people 
try
to make me  
cry
or 
break me
 down 
yeah 
whenever 
They come around
my town 
or 
the ground
u gave me
Lord please
save me 
from 
this crazy 
daily 
degree 
of 
doubt 
or 
just 
tell them 
to cut 
it out  

+ OR - 1

MAN
i hate being single 
with a passion
and the fact that
No one is asking
me
to be
their lady
their baby 
their girl
their diamond
their pearl
their world 
  or 
their foremore 
core 
of 
their love 
from above 
or 
their root 
to the fruit 
that they have 
in pursuit of
yeah 
their wedding dove 
or 
the glove
to 
their hand 
or 
the matching
footprints 
in the shoresand 
But I guess 
that message 
don't fit
God's plan
Sh"t
so heart 
please 
quit 
making me 
sick
or 
making me 
feel like
i'm 
in 
a pit 
of 
hell 
or 
drowning 
in a well 
or 
just 
wasting away 
in a jail cell 
night and day
yeah
no wordplay 
from this 
cerebral clay. 
People 
Where's my steeple?
or my 
stallon 
or my
medallion 
or
my + 1