Helps Needed

Hehehehe.I`m going crazy that`s what my friend told me.I`m sick of life just waiting for my time to expired(when N result is out).I was bored yesterday night about 2 in the morning and suddenly i was motivated to create this poem:

The world split into two parts.
The rich and the poverty.
Just like a broken heart.
Separated,it always be.

All i see now is macdonald and kfc.
But kids lived in the affected area of the earthquake in Indonesia has nothing to eat.
I was blinded,i didnt see.
And i was greedy and i cant help it.

10,20 or 30 dollars.
we spent it on buying gifts and stuff.
I bought this shirt that had this retard collar.
For your information,the cost of each shirt you bought can feed a couple of children that is starved.

This is the end of a short story.
Hope you woke up,not from your bed but to your sense.
There is no need to feel pity.
Just go out there,we all believe in it.

I dont know why i thought that my life has no colour in it.I cant blame my parents for their failure,right??Is not having a father is also considered a bad thing?Boy,i never want to be like my father.I wish he was never exist.Is this retribution?

Sometimes i ask myself,why God always give me test that i cant even handle...Why cant God just take my life away,so that all troubles are saved...Dont think that i`m stress ok,i`m just saying whats on my mind.I feel so sinned and alone sometimes...i always want to have a Dad so that i can always share my problem in relationship and i can always share my joy when i won something.Just to tell you something humorous,the last time that jackass bought me a present was when i was 10.It was beyblade.