Why Is It Me Poem by Joshua Hillard

“Why is it you? ”
One question they must always ask,
Seems as if life is no more than a memory,
Pulling me away to stay off task,

“Why is it you? ”
I will never find the answer to the wish,
It’s lost in a world that seems to be hidden,
A question you will ask, but never miss,

“Why is it you? ”
They continue to ask me,
I can only look down and mumble,
Never will know what they expect to see,

“Why is it you? ”
I continue to remain puzzled,
My heart can only beat rapidly,
As if this life is finally troubled,

“Why is it you? ”
You know, I ask the same,
I don’t understand this struggle you seek,
But I know I am the one to blame,

“Why is it you? ”
You continue to ask, and I continue to find,
I’m coming up on my discovery,
And now my heart is beginning to unwind,

“Why is it you? ”
Just one day you will see,
Constantly being looked down upon,
For what comes in, for what I lead,

“Why is it me? ”
The one who has to struggle and fall,
The one who thought right equals right,
The one…Who tried giving it my all…

Why…Is…It…Me?