Why?
Why am I?
Why am I here?
Why am I here today?
Why am I here today when so many are not?
Why am I here today when so many far greater than me are not?
Why am I here today, when so many of the people are care about, so far away from me, are in a great moment of peril, and I'm not able to help them?
Why am I here today, when so many of the people I care about leave me to my own demise, telling me to grow up when I'm so far away from everything that makes me who I am, telling me I'm not able top help them, and therefore should not bother?
Why do I bother when the people I care about tell me to grow up?
Why do I bother?
Why bother?