Why is it so hard to go back to the beginning
Of the end
Why is it so hard to re-find any meaning
Why is it easier some nights to just fall asleep
Why have I made a theater of my life with no relief
Why
Why
What do I have to show for myself
When I put everything I was on the shelf
What do I have to do to make space in this hell
I always know how to show, but never tell
Why
Why
Why
Why
Why
Why