how long must the "whys" of life continue to burden my mind
how long must I search for answers I can not find
so tired of living this life as a fighter
the sunshine does not seem to make my life brighter
my words seem to fall on deaf ears, so I sigh
it seems that the world would prefer me to lie
I die and I live, I try and I give
but try as I give, I just die as I live
my words speak my life, yet my life is not heard
for word upon word only sounds so absurd
prepared I am not, yet prepared I remain
saddened, for I must prepare for this game
tired, I sleep, I study, I eat
I walk through the street, yet I dare not to speak
where am I, I ask, a stranger long lost
so many wrong turns, at such a great cost
you hear what I say, yet my words move you not
my language is lonely, this speech I must stop
the stories I've told, of joy and of loss
so many warm souls on my path did I cross
I wish just to sleep, to just dream without end
I hear no response to the questions I send
so lonely, so lost, I dare not to move
this game I don't like, for I'm destined to lose
a smile seems so far, with these tears in my eyes
my mind remains burdened with life's many "whys"