Why?

Why do I do

The things that I do?

Why do I feel

The feelings that I feel?

Why do I get upset-

Are things that upsetting?

Why don’t people think and feel

What I feel and think?

Why can’t they understand

That I need to be understood?

Why is it planned

To happen this way

When I happened to plan it

A different way?

But once I was told

When I work hard

To plow and sow

G-d will make sure

Things will grow

So when it’s hard

I’ll give another try

G-d makes me grow

Now I know why

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written 2004