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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