Answer me this….
Why is it the closes of friends
That one day we will have to miss?
Why is racism so present
If color is the true difference?
Why is it this so called love
That tears people apart?
Why isn’t it the heavenly place
Where our lives could start?
Why is it said the sky is the limit
When there is a limit on our minds?
Why do many take life and not give it
And then wish to rewind?
Why is it we see through the eyes
And process through the mind?
Why does what is processed
Send so many feelings inside?
Why is it when I die
I’ll be wearing a smile so wide?
Why is it than that people shall cry?
Because I swear to you in life so hard I tried.