Tell me why
oh why is life this way?
Forcing me to hate it
Yet I can't throw it away.
I don't want to live
and I don't want to die
I don't want to give up
and I don't want to try.
Pills choke and pricks injure
but keep me alive too
It gets dark and it gets light
i have scarcely anything to do.
Friends depart, more come my way
yet remains the empty space.
Why, oh why is life this way?
Why can't i throw it away?
regards
pankaj
maker of love