Why Poem by Angel Hackbarth

Why is it life can be a blast?
Then you remember the past.
Why do we feel sad,
Then the next day we are mad.
Sometimes its like you feel hated,
Then you have stated,
What your inner emotions are.

Why do people hate on others,
When we're all the same,
in one way or another,
my heart gets smothered,
when you say you hate me more than one time,
you were the shining star in the night,
shining so bright,
you were a beautiful sight,
but now your just the night.