Why

A poem about the question why, its a rough draft

its just one thing after another
and another after another
when will the cycle ever end
im sick of playing pretend.
i just want to know where i went wrong
so i can keep my head up strong
i hate how theres no reason why
i hate how i cant distinguish between a truth and a lie
so tell me
why cant i know
why cant i even say hello
why dont you take responsibility
why dont you pick up your head so you can see
why do you always have to have all this attention
why dont you try and listen
because ive lost all compasion
and this hatred ive kept inside
will no longer be denied
so dont be surprised
when i shed this disguise
and you hear my final goodbye