my first poem

When I feel I can do something that I want
But people take me down with their mouth
Sometimes I want punch them with my anger
I do feel sorrow, I do feel like I can't hold it anymore
And I feel there's no one who care for me
And then....
I remember that I have someone who always there
Even sometimes I am away far from him
I am too busy with my "happines"
And when I need him, I talk to him
Cry with him, share my sorrow and pain to him
And he completely understand
He is my savior. My God. Jesus Christ