Why?

Why do you smile when you know it's not real? Why do you laugh when it doesn't signify the way you feel? Why do you say your fine when you know that your not? Why do you keep pretending when you could just stop? Why do you pretend to be whole when inside your broken? Why do you continue to trust when you know you'll just be hurt in the end? Why do you still hope when you know it's hopeless Why do you still stand when everything around you is darkness? Do you know why? It's because we still have the fire to fight deep inside!