Why

You live in the dark.

You hide the truth.

Why are my feelings always the nonpolute?

Why does he shoot?

Why does she cry?

Why did my best friend have to be the one to die?

Why is the world so sad and corrupt?

I feel like my heart is about to erupt.

I have so many questions,

I have so many fears,

And all I need

Is someone to listen and hear.