"WHY"

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If everything goes wrong in my life am I the one to blame. If I couldn't read or write should I be ashamed. Were your parents there to raise you the best they could, if everything is bad then what is good. All these questions that run through my mind, will I find an answer this lifetime. Are hurtful things sometimes meant to be said, do you wish sometimes you were dead. Do you have children that love you and do you love them the same, are your hopes and dreams able to be obtained. Is the rain tears of god falling from the sky, what could be so wrong to make the lord cry. Are we destined to die. Does your mind think we can do as we wish, I wish you could try to answer this. Sometimes I sit and think to myself what if I was someone else. Would I still have all these problems in my life, could I stop the pain with a fight. Could I is just my answer turned inside out, but I still can't figure things out. I could ask you just one more time, please answer these questions of mine. Why is life hard, why are we here, why is the water from my eyes called tears. Why does the world turn, and what happens if it stops, and how many licks does it really take to get to the center of a tootsie roll tootsie pop. Questions I ask and answers I need to know. How will I die and will it be slow. Did we really go to the moon, are there aliens from outer space. When will I die, what time and place. Is there a heaven and hell where we are all meant to go, and if so does it have a ghetto. Beyond the smile all the tears and pain, these are the questions that surround my brain. Why is there color, why is there race, can our civilization really be traced, why are there diseases I cant believe this, all these questions and the answers unknown. Why is there homosexuality and why's it being condoned. A million questions but the truth no one knows, and with no answers these stories remained untold. Why is there seasons that make it hot and cold, do we really have soulmates, is there a such thing as love, why do birds fly and why do people do drugs. Why does the goverment have the power to imprison us when they want, is the world ever gonna end or is it all a front. If there's life after death, then why's there purpose in life. Is there really a difference between wrong and right. Why do kids die, why do we try, why, why, why, is all i want to know. Why does green mean go and yellow mean slow. Just a couple more questions and I will let you ponder your thoughts alone, but why is there people who dont have homes. Why is there joy, why is there pain, why is there hope, and why they use to hang black people with ropes. I have alot more questions but there would never be enough pen and paper to write them down. Oh yeah does a king really deserve a crown. What am I destined to be, is there more than one me on this place called earth and why does pain hurt. All these questions with no answers just makes everything seem like a lie, so I ask WHY WHY WHY..