Why?

If life is not a gamee why are there so many players?

If life is not a game,

then why are there so many players?

Why do people cause others pain,

and keep up that awful behavior?

 

Why can't people be nice.

and try there hardest

not to hurt anyone?

 

Look back to your past,

and ask yourself why,

you hurt so many people

like

you?

 

 

Author's Note

Just a random poem I came up with.

Reviews

[happy girl]

Ahhh, the age-old question. I often wonder it myself. Great job.