BEFORE AND NOW IS THE SAME (ORIGINAL POEM)

It seems to me, that I am from my God forgotten,
''all'' - they treat me, like that I am a body - rotten ...
Before and now, for me my life is just the same,
they gaze over me, with no guilt - such a shame ...
Behaving so badly, thinking that I am their slave,
ah, my God, please, I am giving You my soul to save ...
And, they were my ''friends'', most of them were fake,
treating me every day, like that I am the God's mistake ...
Hiding from all of them, in my small and dusty room,
going through the hell, with a lot of sorrow - gloom ...
Every second to the Almighty somehow I just try to pray,
if You hear me, please, just send me the power - ray ...