I Wonder Why

Why do I cry at daytime, Laugh at night, Why do I write so much but talk so little, Why I'm I so cool than the other kids, Why do I worry so much about things people could careless about, I don't believe in god but I look up in the sky, I see, I hear like everybody else I eat food, I wear clothes I sleep, I love and hate, why do I feel so different? Why does it always feel like im in a movie? Why do people stare? Why do I even care? They say we in the last days Why is this? How do they know? Did they plan this? Why is everything why? Why do I ask why? I'm I programmed to ask questions? So I could wait forever for answers? Is it the whole concept of science? Is it religion and all its ideologies? So many questions, so little answers Its my ego shouting All the religions I have studied, All the grades I've passed But so many questions.