why is it always me,
when things go wrong?
why can't i find a tune,
when i need my song.

why weren't you there,
right by my side,
you drowned away my dignity,
and did away with my pride.

i asked myself "why me,"
when you left me in the cold,
you replied "get out of my life,
my love for you has grown old."

those sharp and stabbing words,
unimaginabaly came from someone so sweet,
like biting a bad apple,
that has rotted my teeth.

now that you're gone,
this question still remains unanswered to me,
infact i may never get an answer,

"Lord why Me?"


 
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