Tell me why,
why do we cry,
Til our throats turn coarse,
And we talk like a horse.
Tell me why,
Why do we scream,
And shout out in rage,
Like vicious lions trapped behind a cage.
Tell me why,
Why our bodies give up,
when it all gets too much,
And all we want is a loving touch.
Tell me why,
Why we hate saying goodbye.
And loosing our possessions,
More so giving out confessions.
Tell me why,
Why we get jealous of the next person.
Envy what they do, and the condition will worsen
Tell me why,
When routine is broken we feel out of line,
Nothing can fix this, no bottle of wine.
We all fear change in life;
But sometimes, just sometimes.
We got to let go, and let it happen.
As a good friend told me- nobody said it would be easy, they just promised that it would be worth it.
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