Why

I was once very I'll,
To the point were i would die.
My mom sat by me and asked,
Why?

I held my emotions in,
I couldn't let her see me cry.
I was her strong little girl, and so i asked,
Why?

You gave me this disease,
And made me feel real bad inside.
You changed my life and so i ask,
Why?

I am no longer the same girl i was,
I always said i was fine, but i lied.
I was mad and angry then i asked,
Why?

I am hurt and lost,
But i can no longer cry.
There was no reason when i asked,
Why?

So all i can say is thanks and good-bye!

-Devyn Briggs