Why?

Why does the sun shine yet it never bleeds?
Why does the grass grow but never think wonder why?
Why do I feel the world is shaking up, down, out of control?
Why does the universe continue to spin, with nothing to keep it anchored?
Why does everything change and yet manage to stay the same?
Why do the things I feel seem so unreal, unclear and hidden?
Why is everything shaking, shaking out of control?
Why is everyone so down, worried and always fretting?
Why do things become so different when things begin to be comfortable?
Why do things keep changing from bad to worse to worst?
Why do people keep standing no matter the odds that stack up against them?
Why when all seems at a loss, does the human race stand tall?
Why does the tunnel seem longer when the darkness is really so short?
Why does the pain start and never stop, never showing mercy to the soul?
Why, is all I'm ever asking, my soul is constantly questioning and searching!
Why, is all they cannot tell me, they hide away, secretive and lying.
Why, seems never to have an answer, it's a mystery to one and all.
And if it does, then it doesn't want to reveal what our hearts are searching for!