Why ~ a poem
All of it is true. Please don't judge me for what I think.
Btw this is the first poetry I've ever written.
Why
why are people hungry
why do people starve
why can't I help them
why can't I save them
why do we pollute
why do we die
why do we believe there is afterlife when we don't know
why do people hate
why do people murder
why do people rape
why do people shoot
why do we not end it
why can't we stop them
why do I have a knife
why do I hide my arms
why do I cut
why do I enjoy the pain
why does it release what is in my heart
why should I stop
why do I find peace only when I'm alone
why am I so lonely
why do I care about everyone I meet
why does no one love me back
why am I strait
why am I not bi instead
why am I female
why am I white
why are there races
why are people racist
why do I hide secrets
why do I not say what I think
why do I not want to hurt people
why do they hurt me
why do people judge me
why am I different
why do I see the things they don't
why are happy memories so scarce
why am I so gifted
why don't I not take credit for what I do
why do I want to give up
why can't I give up
why do I want to die
why don't you want me to
why don't you understand
why do I want to cry
why don't I want to try
why are you reading this
why am I writing it
why don't I care any more
why don't I understand
Why I will never know...?
why are people hungry
why do people starve
why can't I help them
why can't I save them
why do we pollute
why do we die
why do we believe there is afterlife when we don't know
why do people hate
why do people murder
why do people rape
why do people shoot
why do we not end it
why can't we stop them
why do I have a knife
why do I hide my arms
why do I cut
why do I enjoy the pain
why does it release what is in my heart
why should I stop
why do I find peace only when I'm alone
why am I so lonely
why do I care about everyone I meet
why does no one love me back
why am I strait
why am I not bi instead
why am I female
why am I white
why are there races
why are people racist
why do I hide secrets
why do I not say what I think
why do I not want to hurt people
why do they hurt me
why do people judge me
why am I different
why do I see the things they don't
why are happy memories so scarce
why am I so gifted
why don't I not take credit for what I do
why do I want to give up
why can't I give up
why do I want to die
why don't you want me to
why don't you understand
why do I want to cry
why don't I want to try
why are you reading this
why am I writing it
why don't I care any more
why don't I understand
Why I will never know...?
20 Comments
I ask these basically every day of my worthless life
Whoa... That's deep stuff. I like it. Makes me kinda sad though.
-Calloniel
yea sorry didn't mean to make other people depressed, I just needed to let some of it out.
Wow do you really feel like that?
yea most of the time.
I feel sorry for you so let me share a little insight. Medically cutting was done a long time ago to release pain from the body or mind rather. In doing this the doctors helped to (cure??) insanity. Though it has never been proven several third world countries still carry on the practice. I do not know why this next generation cuts themselves, and some do it for fun to fit in. It is not cool and here in America one must think of what their future boss or coworkers think about them.
trust me I don't cut myself to 'fit in' I do it because it reveales stress and anger and sadness. I do it for a reason and people who don't cut don't understand why people do, I guess you could call it an emotional disorder.
I don't get why either.... :(
I feel sad and sorry for you all the same. I don't have to cut to do that though. trust me I have done worse and been carted off to hospitals for what i did to myself
I meant releaves sadness, spelling error...
I was a spelling bee freak in elementary so I will tell you how it's spelled: relieves.
Aw I'm so sorry and I love you as a friend
don't be sorry for me, worry about yourself. i love you as a friend too!
I don't need to worry about myself but I do worry about you
yur so much like my bff Allison, she always worries about me and never listens when i tell her not to. i appreciate it, but I don't like to be fussed over. i worry about all my friends even if they don't know it.
Well you're a good person and a great friend :)
so are you!!!!!!!!!