There Must Be More Than This Poem by Rachel Aurelien

Is this it my Lord?
This yearning illusion I cannot afford
Am I not destined for great ambitions?
This struggle I don't know if I can escape n morn through it
Any longer, it's your voice, your help that I crave and hunger
It came without my choosing, it came without my blessing
Is it a curse that bounds my way forward?
This must be a test, I know I cannot protest
This struggle, this pain
This misery I proclaim
Is this a game, I'm shadowed by my shame
That I'm not strong like you claim
With this inkling in my brain
These vile men they watch me in violence
They dream for my death, they dream for my fall
Is this it my Lord?