Dear God

What did I do to have this hard punches from you?
One, two, ten, hundreds, aren't they enough for you?
What should I do to erase this blue?
Do you believe God, I'm still loving you?

I give you my life or in fact it's your life I borrow
You make me happy at the same time enjoying this sorrow
You make me strong but why with all these low?
But who am I complain, I'm still loving you, don't you know?

For the love you give, cos of love I feel hurt this deep
I don't wanna be strong, I just wanna be weak
Strong makes me weak, I wonder how to make it quit
Oh God, you know I'm still loving you though it makes me sick..