S ( / NYC)

The 'Whys' Of My Life

why can’t I just be happy?
because I don’t have a friend
why can't I have friends?
because I don't fit in
Why am don't I fit in?
because I’m insecure
Why am I insecure?
because I’m stressed
why do I feel like an alien?
because I’m different
why do I cry?
because I’m always in pain
why am I in pain?
because I’m depressed
why do I want to so desperately die?
because I’m suicidal
why doesn't anyone see me crying?
why doesn't anyone see I’m always alone?
why doesn't anyone hear my cries?
why doesn't anyone answer my cries?

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This is also a very good poem.
I have so many whys in my life to good poem