Why's it Got to be Me?
i could use some conversation
because i don't like myself right now
and i can promise
there's nothing like questioning how
questioning why,
asking the question "why?"
"why am i hurting, why is it me?"
and why don't i just let go?
it hurts a lot less,
than holding on,
ropeburn,
crazy speech,
bruised hands,
lazy feet.
"WHY'S IT GOT TO BE ME?"
"I'M ASKING YOU NOW, SO SPEAK,
OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE."
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