Why?

Why is it the sun hides when i wish for it to brighten my day?

Why is it i can never find the words to say what my heart yearns for me to say?

Why is it i can never find the time even in this day and age?

Why is it that fear fills some people with everlasting rage?

Why is it that people have to cry, when people have to die?

Why is it that some people always try?

Why is it that some people always lie?

Why is it that some people get depressed, sad?

Why is it that being bad is bad?

Why am i this person?

What are we destined to be?

What causes the plot to thicken, to worsen?

Why is it we all have eyes but never truly do see?

Reviews

[Devesh]

Though I liked the questions you posed, the second paragraph felt a bit disconnected from the rest of the piece to me. A little punctuation wouldn't hurt, either :P Good effort! :) My favourite was the last line:
"why is it we all have eyes but never truly do see?"

Thanks for sharing! :)

[Jack Kennedy]

this reminds me of one i did (style wise not subject wise) and i have to say this is a good. the best one i've read from you so far. keep up the good work.

[Heather]

Thank you for reading and reviewing, it means a lot honestly! and wow thank you! I appreciate you taking the time to read and recognise the style similarities to a poem of your own. have a lovely day! :)

[Sami Khalil]

"Why is it that some people always try

Why is it that some people always lie

Why is it that some people get depressed, sad

Why is it that being bad is bad"

[Sami Khalil]

You have asked some poignant questions. Thought provoking...Pen on...:>)............

[Heather]

thanks for reading this piece and sharing your opinion with me it is much appreciated!! have a great night/day!! :)

[Sami Khalil]

Any time...You are welcome...:>)...................

[Heather]

just what i said a few seconds ago to you what a strange coincidence!! thanks :)

[Sami Khalil]

:)................