Why do we write? To tell others of the sorrows we go through as people? To share with the world how high and mighty we show ourseleves to others but deep down we sore lower then the ground itself?
Why do we cry , if only we understand why? Attention is something that we all thrive for. The feeling of being understood and accepted in a society so daring and cruel to those who stand out and ask for a different way of being.
Why are we here? As people arent we suppose to help each other out hand in hand, and bring abou t a peace that only can be made between 2 people. But how can that be so through those who judge and bear down on those who arent alike with their traits.
We cry, we write,
Why are we here? To tell our stories, for the entire World to here....