A Why In Every While

Ah, how high i am taken !  
When i read about Nature  
And then, terribly shaken  
To read a poem of self-torture  
 
How desperate, then i feel !  
To know you are barely twenty  
But the joys of life you kill  
While your blessings grow plenty  
 
Shall you some day wake up and see  
Your life's  been vainly wasted  
Between drugs, flesh and fake poetry  
Finally, alas! nothing sweetly tasted  
 
You have the power to break the walls  
No regrets of the bad life and past  
When you give deaf ear to evil's calls  
 Start from today, leave fuss and lust  
 
Why would you then, always confess  
When tomorrow, will be the same rite  
Regrets you feel wont clean the mess  
You still drown in dark perpetual night  
 
A bad habit can make one see the truth  
Like a false evidence, within a clever lie  
While an evident lie, will seem plainly true  
When served wickedly with a foxy smile  
 
I have so many whys,  
While you're in pain  
Your unjustified cries  
What for then to complain  
 
And so, you have life and health  
A mansion, a youthful life ahead  
You eat caviar, you wallow in wealth  
Until finally, you lost your head  
 
Be humanly wise and look around  
Pull up the shutters of your eyes  
You spent too much life dreaming  
Time to wake up, true life is running outside