Why? Poem by unique unique

Why do i feel like my life has come to an end?
Why did i lose my best friend?
Why do i feel like the world is always against me?
Why does the world not see what i see?
Why am i always questioned on all that i do?
Why do i feel like an outcast, when i only try to be true?
Why do i always try to make others happy?
What about me?
Why do i always put myself last?
Why do i continue to live in the past?
Why is my life so full of sorrow?
Why do i not live for tomorrow?
Why was i born to a woman who would only betray me?
Oh why me?
Why is my reputation, nothing but broken dreams?
Why is nothing as it seems?
Why do i feel all so alone?
Why does my home not feel like a home?
Why am i living a life that is not mine?
Why do i always have to walk a straight line?
Will i ever be happy?
Or is this my destiny?
Why?
Just why?