Why
Why did this have to be my life?
Why do I have such good friends?
Why do they care?
Why does anyone bother?
Why can't anyone see that I'll never be okay?
Why do you say "Is everything okay" when you see me crying?
Why do I hold so much sadness?
Why do people disslike me?
Why do I bother asking why?
Copyright © Alicia Lopez | Year Posted 2010
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