Why do I cry when there is no reason to cry?
Why do I wait when there is no one coming late?
Why do I smile when I know happiness is just for a while?
Why do I live when there looks no reason to live?
Why do I stay when I know where is my way?
Why do I sit when there is a long road to cover my way?
Why do I feel when I know it is better not to feel?
Why do I say when I know no one there to listen anyway?
Why do I have hope when I have lost all scope?
Why do I bear a heart when I know it breaks?
Why do I have emotion when I know it gives only pain?
Why do I expect when I know I have nothing to gain?
Why do I look at the sky when I know I cannot fly?
Why do I look at the flowers when I know spring is gone?
Why do I look at my past when I know will never come again?
Why do I look at my future when I know that it is mystery?
Why I cannot live in the present which is so my day?
Why I cannot be happy when I know small reasons are still today?
Why I want to be a stone when I know stone hurts people?
Why I want to be alone when I know loneliness kills people?
I want to live because I cannot find reason to die
I want to live because lots of people want me to smile
I want to glow because some eyes twinkle in my sunshine
I want to grow because with age will improve just like wine.
