Why live when it's easier to die <br />Why smile when it's easier to cry <br />Why try to pass when all you do is fail <br />Why feel pain when you can make it go away <br />Why love when love is full of doubt <br />Why can't anyone tell me what life's about <br />In spite of all I know that I want to live <br />But why do I feel I have nothing left to give.<br /><br />susan brealey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-688/
