Why is it that the world is so cruel ?
Why is it that we always need a tool ?
Why is it that sometimes colours don't blend ?
Why do we not be 'us' and always be 'them' ?
Why is it that the end pushes itself away ?
Why is it that we fall down where we can't stay ?
Why do good times always come to an end ?
Why do things always break when they can't bend ?
Why do we whisper when we can shout out aloud ?
Why is that we always need to stay with the crowd ?
Why do flowers always fall down and die ?
Why is it that some birds can't fly ?
Why do we always have an excuse ?
Why is it that our kites always cut loose ?
Why is it that our impulse is so wild ?
Why is it that we still punish a child ?
Why is it that we can't always cry ?
Why is it that tears are too shy ?
Why do feelings shrivel up inside ?
Why can't boats sail the high tide ?
