Why?

Why do i ask

When the Answer has found its way?

Why would I dare

When in the first Place I was scared?

Why- is the question

yet the answers are far beyond.

Why would I scream

When no one’ s there to listen?

Why?

What’s the fear I feel.

 

Why do I live,

When Someone has to suffer?

Why I am Here?

‘Don’t know exactly…

 

Who am I?

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