11 “So I will not be quiet! I will let my suffering spirit speak! I will let my bitter soul complain!
12 Am I one of your enemies? Is that why you put a guard over me?
13 My bed should bring me comfort. My couch should give me rest and relief.
14 But when I lie down, you scare me with dreams; you frighten me with visions.
15 So I would rather be choked to death than to live like this.
16 I hate my life—I give up. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone! My life means nothing.
17 God, why are people so important to you? Why do you even notice them?