It's hard to say, why everyday he gets out of bed to pray.
He can't think of a time he trully ment it, not in the way he is told to anyway.
He finds it hard. Talking to this person called God. What can you really say? But he still does it, because Gods the only person that he can trust. Right?
It's hard to say what he finds to be normal. As a lot of people say that their way is the only way. When he thinks this can work just as well.
He can't recall a time when being like the others made him feel okay. He just gave up somewhere along the way saying that he wasn't afraid for what he would become but what he would stay.
Its hard to say why he always felt this way. He couldn't imagine a time where he was happy. Not in this way. He is who he always knew himself to be. But sadly time managed to catch up. And he had to grow up.
