Why? Poem by Summer Hovik

Perhaps thats what people called as cruel wanting..we need that and create false hope, self denying for something we want but we know we cant..how hard it is, is how hurt we find it..deep feeling on it i think u are feeling this now.._Soul

Hi Summer.I I enjoyed this poem. Perhaps this is one of those eternal questions. We too often ask How? when Why? is the most important query Why do we listen, when we know its a lie. Maybe if we listened more closely we would find the lie before it is too late