I tried to sleep but I couldn't stop the tears. 

I am the child you have loved and raised for 23 years, whom you don't accept. 

Tomorrow if my skin turns green, my arms are lost, my eyes triple their size, will that change the person I have always been all these times? 

...

Will it change the child you have loved and raised...

The child whom you don't accept...

God is not hateful.. God is kind.