Why
why is it that all things seem destroyed
why is it that you work hard and no one notices
why is it that you try to sleep and no ones cares
why is it when you need space you are always in a crowd
why why why
why is it when you care no one else does
why is it that when you are down the ones who call you a friend kick you
why is it that when you are in pain someone wants to poke
why why why
why is it that no one listens when you speak
why is it when you are grouchy every one wants to push
the answer
no one cares anymore
no one cares anymore
this is the life we live
this is the world
today is the one
the ending cant come to soon
the ending cant come to fast
a fifth of whiskey and a bottle of pills
my head starts to swoon
lights growing dimm
my patients wearing thin
no dreams to come
flashing lights
effects from the pills you think
charcoal black
to bring you back
3 months in a ward
back to the same old why's
