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I always wonder why..
Since I was a kid I have been fighting this fight
And now that I am no more the kid I used to be yet I am left with no other choice.
I question the rivers I ask the sky, with every falling stars I cry
Why why and why.
Why dose the sun set to rise, why do colors fade to pale
Why do oceans roar with waves why do birds fly in sky?
Why is the known always unknown, why are feelings so hard to share why are tears so tough to shed?
Why is there so much crave when we know we will all end up in a grave.
And now that I am no more the kid I used to be yet I am left with no other choice.
I question the rivers I ask the sky, with every falling stars I cry
Why why and why.
Why dose the sun set to rise, why do colors fade to pale
Why do oceans roar with waves why do birds fly in sky?
Why is the known always unknown, why are feelings so hard to share why are tears so tough to shed?
Why is there so much crave when we know we will all end up in a grave.
Published 9th Oct 2011
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