What is it about heart break
That causes young teenage hearts to fall?
What is it about love
That proceeds to conquer us all?
Why is it that we must bleed
For those who will someday die?
Why is it that we insist to hang on
And then muster a solid 'good bye'?
What is it about friendship
That is so hard to keep?
Why do we toss away the good ones
And then cherish the ones that are cheap?
Why must we always result to anger
When nothing seems to go our way?
Why must we strive to be individuals
Yet never have our say?
What is it about hope
That cleanse us mind body and soul?
Why is it sometimes that we dream
And yet never reach our goal?
Why must are society hate
And allow jealously to rule our minds?
How come we push away all good reasoning
And ignore the signs?
Why is it that we must judge
And refuse our hearts to mend?
Why can't we all just live in peace
And govern ourselves at the end?