Why?
Why must I ask why?
When I know most of the time,
The answers make me ask more why…
I really try to ponder
The reason for this life
Will there ever be bright skies
After the clouds have gone by?
Problems and more and troubled days
They seem to come like stormy rains
Once one start, it never ends
When are they going to fade away?
Why do I have to sacrifice?
Why do I let my youth run wild?
In these wilds, I was chased
I run and hide but still in vain
Why does misery stay on?
Why can’t I be left alone?
Why do I need another person?
If all I gain is none but trouble
Why am I scared to be on my own?
Why do I let you do me wrong?
Why can’t I tell you to go to hell?
You belong there, not with me here
I must have let these things to happen
Why, oh, why, I cannot tell
Why do I have so many questions?
Just because... That’s it... That’s all…
Oh no, I just can’t let it go
I must search for answers to help me through
It will be arduous but then why not?
It’s better than to just give up
Maybe I have suffered so much
Because I have the courage to fight back
Why I believe that there is hope?
Why?
Why not?
Oh, just because…