Sad

Why do I feel like I've been hit by a car?
My happiness never went that far.
Why do I feel like I've been hit by a hammer?
Will I ever get out of this slammer?
Why do I feel like I'm in prison?
And I can't get out without a reason.

Why do I feel like I'm in hell?
Why can't I get out of this jail?
Why does it hurt so much?
Being happy shouldn't be this tough.
Why do I feel like all I've been doing is crying?
All the time, I feel like I'm dying.

Why can't they leave me alone?
For once, why can't I be on my own?
Why am I always the one whose sad?
Why everyone always glad?
Why do I have to be surrounded?
Why am I always the one whose clouded?
Why am I always being accused?
Why can't I ever be excused?

Why can't I never be the one losing patience?
Why am I never with acceptance?
Why am I never being called cute?
But all the others are absolute.
Why am I always going through phases?
Why can't I ever stop the changes?