I WONDER WHY

I WONDER WHY

I often wonder why

do I have to cry?

or are there feelings coming out,

and as for me I try literally

to contemplate what’s, it all about,

for I journey in an unfamiliar terrain

when the emotional state of flatness,

is quickly overtaken by touches of joy

as my day roller coasters and passes me

or do I

have things that crumble beneath

my day to day existence

so, then do I

just become a survival being

hoping on the morrow dawn

which will bring great happiness and joy

and I often wonder why

do I have to cry?