Questions
What makes the sky blue?
Why does the world go around?
What makes people do what they do?
Why can't you see sound?
Will I ever find someone to love?
How long will I live?
What do we really know of the above?
Will we ever get back what we give?
Why do I have to wait?
What is the purpose of life?
How long do you think this is going to take?
Will I ever be somebody's wife?
What makes us all exist?
What causes us to cry?
Why do irritating elements persist?
Who judges where, when, and how we die?
Why won't these answers ever be found?
When will people open there eyes?
Why can't we have some common ground?
When will we open our hearts and minds?
Deserted
I guess the time has finally come
When everyone must part
Though the overall feeling is numb
I'm nursing a broken heart
I knew this was going to come about
It was only a matter of time
While on the inside there's nothing but doubt
On the outside I'm doing fine
No one ever comes around
Or even when they do
Even if I don't make a sound
No one ever sees it through
Feeling deserted and all alone
Now I have to fight
My emotions are now etched in stone
Never again will I lose sight
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