I wrote this a couple years ago when I was going through a really difficult time and just wanted to know why things were so hard for me...
A chorus of whys...
Why is my heart breaking when I never loved?
Why do I mourn people I have never lost?
Why do I remember things that never happened?
Why do I feel this way when no one did me any wrong?
Why do I hate this life when it's all good?
Why can't I accept religion when all around me believe so much?
Why do I feel so claustrophobic when all around me is space?
Why do people stare at me when I think I'm normal?
Why is my laptop my best friend?
Why do my family regard me as an oddity?
Why is life so hard?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
