Why

Why do things have to be so sad? Why does this happen to me? Didn't I do what i'm supposed to do? maybe that's not enough now is it? Should i just stop caring as i bubble up these emotions under the surface of this already broken soul. How much more am i supposed to take? I may seem fine,I may seem happy,I may seem weird so you say but that's because you cant  see deeper than the skin. You don't know anything about me,you can only see whats on the outside,nothing in but honestly i don't really know myself either anymore. Why do i think to much?Can't all this thinking and madness drive people insane? I feel as if i'm imprisoned inside my own mind. Why do i have the interest i do? Why do i make people smile,laugh and cry? Why is their so much disappointment and despair and why is their happiness and laughter? After all these years of living I've come to realize their is a single word which can open up a world of possibilities and that simplistic word is why.