WHY

Why does it for a time feel this is it,
only to learn it was never meant to be

Why does a decision feel all flawless,
only to repent it in next to no time

 
Why does someone seem off beam,
only to find the hidden gem before long
Why does a place make you feel awful,
only rather to miss it when gone

 
Why does a person be despised utterly,
only to become your solitary interest
Why does a friend make you feel good,
only later to see through the unspoken

 
Why does a day feel ominous outside,
 only to be awaken it was all within
Why some questions are never answered,
only to find they were never questioned