Why?
Why do I continue?
Why do I go on?
What is there that I must keep going forward for?
Through mountains and valleys and deserts and oceans
I continue to move on, step after painful step.
Even when I know the next one is going to hurt I take it.
Again another step and another.
Why?
Every obstacle harder than the last, and the future very plain to see.
Nothing I care for, just there.
I know the way out, I know what can stop it.
But I go on.
The next day the same as the last, pain.
Some days I physically hurt.
Some days I hurt in all ways but physical.
It all hurts just the same though.
And I go on.
Why?
I can see that others hurt like me.
I can see that as I am alone, there are others like me.
So many times I just want to stop.
But I go on.
It seems the worst is when I get hope.
Its grand, its great and things seem like they will be ok!
But then its gone and the pain is worse than before, 'cause I thought I could be free.
I realize, I knew.
I saw this all before.
Again I ask why?
Why do I go on?
I saw it happen, I saw how it will be.
Long before I could understand everything I could see, I saw.
So knowing what will be, and what will come or not come, why?
Why do I go on?
