| Why? |
| Why must we seek answers to questions we should not solve? Why must we find people who are not supposed to appear? Why must we want what we cannot have? Why must we fight when the time is never right? Why must we associate ourselves with people who do not wish to do so with us? Why must we put off so many things? Why must we work hard in order to work hard? Why must we have deadlines in life when everyone's clock is not the same? Why must we succeed at all? Why must we follow the rules when they are not written down? Why must we be guided by our hearts when there are evil hearts everywhere? Why must we have morals? Why must we write to people who will not read at all? Why must we work when nobody appreciates what we have done? Why must we bother trying? |
| Hmm... exactly how to introduce this... well inshort, this is how I've been feeling lately (9/03) and then i just kinda thought the first line was like a cool quote...yea yea.. im rambling... its just another depression poem... |
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