Why do you choose the big bad wolf amongst a hundred pristine white sheeps?
Why do you feel guiltier killing a hopeless mice trapped with no power to do anything instead of killing a Labrador that bit your leg?
Why do you fall over and over to the same hole again even though a huge Caution board is right there near your feet?
Why do you hang your hopes up in the oak tree when you know it's gonna shake and rumble to the ground?
Why do you spell out your expectations in the night skies when you know it's just gonna be morning again in a few hours?
Why do you limit other people's dreams and hopes when you know it might as well be the cruelest thing for a human being to do?
Why do you smile while your insides freeze?
Why do you go out of your way to please the wrong people while the right ones quietly slip out the exit door?
Why do you need so much signs to tell you something you've secretly known throughout your whole life?
Why do you hesitate in doing something when you know it's gonna cause you an incredible state of regret in the end?
Why do you not hear me when I silently shout out to you?
Why do you refuse to admit that reading this post has caused your heart to flinch because you know some of it it happened to you?
