Another, Simple Act

What is it that I feel
Do I have to take every meal
Is there anything I need to keep
What is there for you to weep
What have I done to deserve this
Was I really the one to reserve this
The outside
The inside
The real meaning
The true feeling
The darkness
The brightness
Just one place
Just one person
Just one thing
Will it pile up
Is it going to show anytime soon
Will I be able to see
Will we ever meet
Why is it that I beg
What is it that I will get
Why am I still here
Do I really not exist
Where is the end to this act
Is this really the fact
Have you seen the past
Is it still there sitting on the same rack
Have you already moved on
Like it was nothing but a rock
Doesn’t at least one person see
Is it really that hard to realize
Do you really have to try to minimize
Can I really just run looking forward
What is it, when I know I am going to trip
Does anyone hear
Will anyone ever listen
Why is it so hard
Is it really that bad