Third of the Night.

Third of the Night.
In the third of the night,
The raindrops then woke me up from my sleep
My eyes opened
Suddenly, I felt like I really longed to talk to God
Lord, my tiredness today makes me cry
I want to rise,
But the reality that doesn't match then hopes to come back again to bring me down
God, I always want to end the day with laughter
But there is always a feeling of disappointment
Should I pretend to be happy?
In the third part of the night, I complained again that my God is All-Hearing
I will then continue to pray until God gives me happiness