The question I ask the most is why
Because it answers all.
Why does sadness begin with “Bye”?
Why does it hurt to feel so small?

Being as curious as I am
I’d like to think of myself as smart
But what if this is all a scam?
Is thinking considered a type of art?

If it is, I’m quite the artist
Because I think all the time
Do you think that you’re the smartest?
Is thinking you are such a crime?

Why does life have to be so hard?
Why do questions not have answers?
Some of these issues you can’t discard
Like are we humans or are we dancers?