Why?
I ask thousands of questions
That begin with why.
Why must I suffer
When it hurts me dearly?
Why must I watch others suffer
When it just about kills me?
Someone answer me
Please.
Why can’t I ever win?
Just once would be enough.
Why when I stand up
I get knocked back down?
These feet are my own
I think they
Deserve to be on the ground.
Why do I lose love ones
When I’m not done loving them?
Why do my heart go through pain
When all I ask for peace?
Is it too much too ask?
Are my questions too hard?
Why do my generation get ridicule
When we are not the only ones
Who acted out for attention?
Why can’t I find the answers
To my thousands of questions of why?
I ask thousands of questions
That begin with why.
Why must I suffer
When it hurts me dearly?
Why must I watch others suffer
When it just about kills me?
Someone answer me
Please.
Why can’t I ever win?
Just once would be enough.
Why when I stand up
I get knocked back down?
These feet are my own
I think they
Deserve to be on the ground.
Why do I lose love ones
When I’m not done loving them?
Why do my heart go through pain
When all I ask for peace?
Is it too much too ask?
Are my questions too hard?
Why do my generation get ridicule
When we are not the only ones
Who acted out for attention?
Why can’t I find the answers
To my thousands of questions of why?
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