WHY?

Sometimes I look

Up into the sky

Thinking and wondering

Then asking "Why?"

Why can't I fly

Up, up and away?

It would be much easier

Than facing today.

Why do I do

The things I do?

If I didn't

Would I be with you?

Why do all

The stars shine down

Yet, no brightness

In me is found.

Why can't I grab

One tiny star

To brighten my life

Without getting charred?