Why?

Why are you so determined to be on your own?
Why are you acting like this?
Why does it feel like I've broken your heart?
Why am I not sure I haven't?

Why am I angry?
Why am I sad?
Why do you make me want to scream?
Why does this shit always happen to me?

Why can't it be simple?
Why can't it be easy?
Why can't you see what this is doing to me?

Why let him win?
Why cry at all?
Why not let me catch you?
Why are you determined to fall?

Why do you hurt me?
Why do I care?
Why do I miss you,
With your badly dyed pink hair?

Why do I need this?
Why don't you?
Why are you so determined,
To tell me we're through?

Why am I writing?
Why these words?
They smile it'll be better,
And hell it gets worse.

Answer me these questions,
When you've time on your hands,
And realise your not alone,
And I'm ruining your plans.