Whys, Whats, and Ifs
Why is the sky blue?
Why is the grass green?
Such trival questions asked at the yougest age.
Why do we have to learn?
Why do I have to do everything?
AS they start to question authority.
Why does God do things like that?
Why is God even there?
Not the normal questions, but this what I ask.
Why am I here?
Why was I put on this Earth?
I start to question God.
Why don't I do it?
Why not make the pain go away?
I question myself.
What's stoping me?
What's keeping me here?
I start having deeper questions.
If there is a God...
Why is he such an ass?
If there is a purpouse for all this pain?
Why won't it make it's self clear...
For everyone to see?
I know the answers to all these question
Yet, I still stop an think
About how I'm still wondering about the
Whys
Whats
and Ifs
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