Why?

(poems go here) Darkness and pain, fear and uncertainty All these things, the world is confusing me Why is it hard to sometimes just sit here? You look at my face and you see my fear Evident now each time I shed a tear Why do I struggle? Why is it so hard? There’s a purpose and plan to the things that I feel, There’s a reason I’m here - it seems so real. I’ll make it, I’ll try, I’ll fight just to show That trials – they help me and force me to grow.