Why

Why in the morning when I rise
somebody is going to cry 
In the morning somebody is going die 
                     why?
Why does life got to be so challenging

why does it hurts so much 
why is there so much pain
why can't I reclaim may smile among the stars
why can't I feel the sun  of a warm heart 
why is my life torn  apart
                     why? 




Copywritten@January2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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