Why Keep On Living?

Our world is rough.
Our world causes pain.
It’s never pretty.
It sets people over the edge.
People are tested to their limits.
Physically and emotionally we are abused.
And we sit in the corners of our rooms,
Digging our nails into our skin;
Digging them so deeply.
Muffling our mouths with our hands,
So no one can hear us cry.
Biting our fists,
So our screams are withheld.
This world is a horrible place.
Yet I keep on living,
And I can’t seem to figure out why.