Why can't i just wake up and forget about the past?
Why is it that awful memories are always built to last?
Why did i have to break the promises i made?
Never will i cut.
Never will i curse.
But i made those mistakes and i paid.
Why is it that the ones you love always leave?
Why is it the ones you trust have a trick up their sleeve?
Why was i born?
When will i die?
Who in hell am i?
Why is a question so easy to ask.
The answer however, is a separate task.