UNLETTERED

Here I am tonight

Thinking of the same thoughts again

Cannot ease away the fright

of this huge troubling pain.

Why me? Why not anybody else?

Why me who's nothing but a woebegone?

Left alone with everything lesser than less

Got nothing but masterpieces left undone.

Why can't suffering leave me alone?

Why can't it go away as I would love to?

Almost always I feel like were twins

It's with me wherever I go.

Why am I restless most of the time?

Why am I a huge pathetic fool?

Can't seem to get through the sublime

Or find the most appropriate tool.

Why can't life be good to me?

Why can't I find the light that leads the way?

To tell me where would I be

or warn me from going astray.

Why can't I be the person I want to be?

Why there's so much fog clogged in my way?

Life's deepest secrets seem hard to see

I could only glare at it to have something to say.

As I lay in bed with eyes wide awake

I have to fathom things for life's sake

The truth that life is a big "why"

And that to find the answer - you must try.