And I Sit Here And Ask Myself Why ...
Why Do We Make Each Other Cry?
What Is So Wrong With Me ...
That This Answer I Cannot See?
Why Must We All Fight ...
Every Day And Every Night?
Who Taught Us To Hurt Each Other ...
Was It Father Or Was It Mother?
And Still, Here I Sit And Think ...
Must I Stop These Thoughts With Drink?
And Why Is It When We Try Again To Begin ...
Some Other Destroys It, Can I Not Win?
Should I Give In And Quit Trying ...
Or Do I Work Through The Tears I'm Crying?
And I Sit Here And Ask Myself Why ...
Why Do We Make Each Other Cry?
By: Blaq
December 2000
