Why, everytime the things that I want, isnt there for me.
Why, everytime im hoping for that thing, is not appearing.
Why, happiness is not within my reach.
Why, I just want someone to care for me, to be there for me always, is not here.
Why, can life be so miserable, always waiting and waiting for something to happen but its not for me.
Why, do we still live.
Why, I felt so empty.
Why........
Heart is just breaking, flowing out. I cant stop it. I dont know what I want. Can I be selfish. Can I just keep it to myself. Can I just say, I want what I want. Is it really my fate, my life, that from now till the end of my life, I will be living like this. Seeking for the one, but is not here. Telling myself, it will be, but its not.
Tears are meant for who? For myself? Why cry? Why need to.
Why simple is so complicated.
Why.
Meaningless.
Pointless.