why am i here

why am i here if there's nothing to fear  
why am i sincere if there not many who care  
why are we forbidden from everything thats hidden  
why cant they explain those who are insane  
why is existence our mistress, who doesn't know the difference  
why dose the ultimate price, demand a sacrifice    
why do i feel unwanted in this place of the haunted  
how can i describe the vibe of being alive  
how free would we be without diversity    
when the truth hurts is there anything that works  
Is there a time and a place that we don't have to chase  
when is saying something important any less of a fortune  
who knows why i even try, im weak if a cry when our eyes close do we dream of the rose  
while holding on to pain do you think of the rain
how am i to blame a box in a frame  
What is a teacher? what is a master?  
what is the after, time is just getting faster  
when is the final chapter, Is forever a word just for laughter