Questions of why

Why can't I just live a normal life?
Why do I have to hurt?
why do I feel the need to want to cut?
why does every thing fel like the hardest thing in the world?
why can no one be there to help me?
why does no one understand?
why do i have to be so confused?
why did my life have to be torn?
why was my innocense taken?
why does my mom not love me?
why does my dad think hes lost me?
why does my step mom not talk to me?
why do we all pretend to be fine?
why do I turn away when my parents try to help?
why do I cry so much?
why does everyone see me as a "strong" person?
why is my life great on the outside and hell on the inside?
why do any of us feel this way?
why do we go through everyday asking all the questions of why?