I sit I wonder Think

I sit I wonder  Think and breath... Who am I... Why am I here... No ease,scared and alone  Ones thoughts wonder and Rome  Why must I sit alone  Friends I have All great...  There's no mistake  But yet one still contemplates  If only I could not feel this it would make life great Besides all the love a child can receive  Yet one never seems pleased Unknowingly leaving pieces of myself behind  Why must life be so unkind  Don't worry  This will pass  Nothing ever lasts  Good or bad  leaving you feeling glad or sad  it's best to not be mad