Why do I always come back to you?
Why am I so afraid to be in love?
Why do I care so much about everything you do?
Why do I think I still love you?
Why does my heart feel like its disintegrating?
Why am I scared of losing someone so much?
Why do I almost cry when I hear of a car crash?
Why do you always pop into my mind?
Why do I act like I'm happy even when I'm not?
Why do I always listen to these sad songs?
Why when I hear your voice I start to shiver?
Why can I always see you, even when your not really there?
Why am I afraid to hear your opinions?
Why can I see these figures of some sort?
Why can't no one believe me when I tell them the things I see?
Why does no one understand me?
Why am I asking so many questions?
Why?
