Why must I learn,
only to learn and learn again...

Why must I sit in the rain,
to only feel the droplets of pain...

Why must I hurt,
if I could of only have learned first....

Why must I cry,
to feel and wonder why...

Why must I dream,
to be happy yet still lost...

Why must I run,
when life feels so fun....

Why must I first trip,
to feel I can catch that grip...

Why must I feel lost,
to turn to God and his cross...

Why must I sin,
only to begin again...

Why must I love,
to fulfill the heart...