why does life always come back to bite me? why do i always have to be completely alone? why do i have to keep walking, and smiling, just to please people? why must i always let others be happy, while allowing my own happiness to faulter, and lose it's flame? why must i always have to fight to live; to see another sun raise; to see another pretty face i cannot have? why must i feel more and more pain, even though i have reached my limit? why must i live with the things that i know, and cannot tell anyone else? why must i keep on pushing myself, over the edge? why must i keep going, when no one wants me? why must i live on, without knowing true love? why must i always listen to other people's problems, but cannot tell people mine?
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