Why?
Why do people do the things we do? Is it out of hatred, sadness, love? Is it out of stupidity, boredom, depression, confusion or deception? Or is it merely because we want to, Or don't know any better? Why do we do the things that are wrong? So we can feel the hurt, suffering, pain and anger of others? Why must we make those kind of choices, when the outcome is usually disappointing? Why is life so rewarding at times, then tragic at others? Why do people do the things we do? It is the way humanity goes. But, why? Why? Written November 12th, 2001 © on Nov 11 2001 04:33 PM PST, Teresa 18 • 0 • 10
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