Why? ? Poem by Wilma Horne

Every night i quietly cry myself to sleep bc i cant stand it
My life is heading down the wrong path
Nothing really matters anymore except trying to put on front and keep my friends happy
The other day i fought with my best friend over something stupid
People i love are leaving my life or for the moment
Friends are become more obscure and distant
I dont know what to do
All i know is that i cant take it anymore
Why is everything changing for the worse
Why is my life falling apart
Why why why me?