The Q: is always WHY....Y me...Y do I... to bad its like walking through hell to find the A:.... I know how u feel cuz Im much the same way to my best friend... always asking Y... he never tells me, my asking Y just makes him think of it and then brings him down as well, now I just try to do things we like to do together so reality is gone for even a few min. but thats beter than the thoughts that keep us up at night...... always here luke.... PS... like your poem WHY?

You should try refineing your writting style a lil. Idk, to me it seems like It's more of a story with a few rymes...but so are allot of mine..lol...Keep it up Gurly!

~BECCA~

It 's not a poem but story. Keep reading more. I 'm doing the same as well.

All for the best,
Pamela G.