Why can’t you understand?
Why can’t you believe?
Why can’t you trust,
The power you put in me?
Why do you yell?
Why do you fight?
Why can’t you understand,
You’re not always right?
Why weren’t you there?
Why didn’t you stop me?
Why didn’t you wipe away my tears,
When it was hard for me to see?
Why do you smile?
And why do you cry?
Why can’t you comprehend
All of these questions… of why?
This poem isnt directed at anyone in particular... It might be to myself. It is one of those writings where you sit and write not knowing where it is coming from.
Peace out...
~Sam
