I try to see through the tears, and ask myself why?
Why do I feel alone?
Why do I care?
Why do I cry?
Why do some people say they care, and when you need them most, they are never there?
Why does it keep raining, when I long to see the sun?
Why cant I smile?
Why cant I have fun?
Why am I so confused?
Why is it so hard to keep my chin up?
Why dont I believe that things will go my way?
Why do I have to lie when I say I'm okay?
I softly dry my tears,
and ask myself why?
Why do I feel alone?
Why do I cry?
