Why cant joy and sorrow be defined?
Why does it seem very dark even on a bright sunny day?
Why does the moon look over me n seem to scrutinize every inch of my thoughts?
Why does the truth "sun rises after every dark night" seem to be a lie?
Why do expectations exceed ones ability?
Why something as pure as nature contain destruction at every step of warmth it spreads?
Why does external beauty of one mortal capture the internal beauty of another?
Why does a small hug contain within it such great powers?
Why are the best things in life hard to keep?
Why do we judge a person at the 1st look and let those thoughts privail over our true feelings?
Why are colors black and Grey considered as a mark of sorrow when they bring joy into my life?
Why is it difficult to accept the truth?
Why is it easy to celebrate a lie?
Why isn't simplicity simple?
Why does pessimism feel right?
Why is the easy route considered wrong?
Why is ones respect misunderstood as pretense?
Why should there be a "break up" after every "best times of love"?
Why is complicated easy when the word itself suggests difficulty?
Why is engrossed in ones thoughts a sin?
Why is gossip the best way to find contentment?
Why is expressing ones thoughts in opposition with another considered as stubbornness?
Why is "hate" the easy way "out of love"?
Why does solitude bring with it extreme happiness?
Why does the word "politics" express negativity?
Why does confusion contain clarity?
....... Why is the "WHY" bothering me, when its just who I am that matters!?!
