I once asked my self a question

and that question was why.

Why do I live to die?

Why do I die to live?

Why does practice make prefect?

If noone is prefect.

Why be optimistic when I can be pessimistic?

Why be Pessimistic when I can be optimistic?

Why does snow fall

if rain drops.

I once asked my self why.

but never again

will I ask why-

life is filled with so many unanswerable question

then again I asked 

WHY?