The Depressed Non-Believer

These test are so dumb,
They make me seem like a bum,
I need some gum,
I need you back,
or i will crack,
this day has grown bore,
and people call me Core,
I want out,
It makes my heart shout,
this is the end........

Now this is where he steps in,
I dont know your name,
Oh what a shame,
I'm to blame,
He was so hard to see,
but this is what he said to me,

"Do not be afraid my son,
For what you have done,"

Who was this guy,
coming from the sky?

"Things will work out,
so do not pout,
I will lend you my hand,
Now lets get you of the sand,
so you can stand,"

This guy was so tall,
He looks like the person on the wall,
Could it be,
He was talking to me,
This is a new start,
I have a new heart,
So lets talk tomorrow,
With no more sorrow......