Why?

Why are you always so confusing?

The stuff you say and do

Why is it that I've no idea

What's up with me and you?

Why can't my mind make itself up?

About my feelings, what I want.

Why is it that I'm hot then cold?

It seems it's just to taunt.

Why are there so many ridges?

All these valley's filled with pain.

Why is it that these ups and downs

Leave nothing there to gain?

Why can't just one thing stick?

You decide and that is that.

Why is it that complications

Always pop out of the hat?

Why do obsticals exist?

Is it to make life interesting?

Why is it life must be so hard

As if it's in us 'God' is investing.

Why can't conflict just cease?

All these riots come to an end.

Why is it we must always fight?

What is there really to defend?

I could probably continue writing more and more and more of this forever atm, but I'm over it. I'm tired and my head hurts. I'm confused and just I don't know. I don't know what I want. I don't know what my feelings are. I don't know 'who' I want. I don't know any of it. And I can't seem to come up with any answers either. And some people (don't think either read this so don't fret peeps) just make it that much harder and more difficult and full of confusion and fuzz and messed-upedness. As I trademark go:

Just, Yeah...