Why?
Why do you do this to me?
Nothing really,
Just some ifs and buts.
Some maybes,
A few why nots.
Some things that could have been,
Things that should have been.
Answers to questions that were never answered
Questions to answers that were never asked.
Why?
Why me?
Just you,
No one else.
Some inspections,
A little introspection.
Because of the shadow of your doubt,
That overshadows your soul.
Filling the void inside of you,
The hollow that fills you up inside.
Why?
Why now?
No Reason.
None at all
My whims
Your fancies
Perhaps your heartstrings struck a chord.
Resonating with the discordant noise of the clock.
Strike while the iron is hot!
Isn’t that what is said?
Why?
Why You?
You
And me
The alter ego
The conscience
I am the thorn in your heart,
I am the mirror you once cracked.
I am the reason why you ask,
WHY?
