Delete

The world is sharp and pointy
Jagged edges do abound
My plea to God 
Is please, delete me
Why did you create
me to begin with?
I'm mad that you did
Had i not existed,
All would surely be great
But God you had to make me
And they say
You don't make mistakes

God, why did you create me
Can't you see just who i am
What i've done?
Why not just wipe me out
Why not?

Why not?
Why not just erase me
Evaporate me
Zap me
Something...anything
To soothe a wounded heart?