WHY am I writing this?
WHY...
Whatever I say seems to have
the word WHY somewhere in it.

WHY does it go dark at night?
WHY is the day so bright?
WHY are you YOU?
WHY am I me?
WHY is the sky blue?
WHY is the ocean wide? ...

So much WHY going on in this
pathetic life of mine,
When will WHY close it's
door on me,
And let me be?

Always more questions than answers.
Why...

 
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