I Dont Know Why

I dont know why, Why I want to cry, Why my soul wants to die, Why my hopes and dreams turn into lies. Can someone please tell me, Because I feel like I'm not good enough But what is 'good enough'? Should my hair be longer, Should my waist be smaller? What is it ! No one accepts me for me , But i only want to be me, No one else can live this life that I live and shed the tears that i've shed Or can they? I've grown to love me, but as soon as the tough gets going I want to run and hid. No on ever finds me. But why? I dont know why ... I - dont - know - why . . . But sometimes its best just not to know why things are the way they are. Because sometimes reality can leave a scar that nothing can heal. I dont know why. But it's no better to hear the ugly truth than a pretty lie.