Why Do I…

Poignantly beautiful


Why do I have
A consuming need
For things unattainable
Fueled by my greed

Why do I wish
For a fairytale life
When all I end up with
Is heartache and strife

Why do I stand
Outside in the rain
Then act all surprised
And curse all the pain

Why do I need
To feel owned and controlled
By someone who leaves me
With words left untold

Why do I write
These words as I cry
Because if I stopped
I fear I might die

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About livedinitaly

Love food and traveling. Breaking out of this introvert shell by expressing my thoughts, experiences and feelings.
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