Why are some of us pretty
And some of us not
Why are some lives easy
And some are twisted like a knot
Why are some people kind
And some people just really mean
Why are some people smart in the mind
And some people just like to clean
Why are some people poor
And some of us rich
Why are some people wanting more
And some of us just don't even call
Why are some personalities beautiful
And some personalities disgusting
Why are some people hopeful?
And some people have no faith in anything
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why not?
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