The Law(5-5-01)

As the next day passes,
I have one question for it,
Why?

Why am I treated like this?
What did I do to deserve this?
It isn't fair.
It isn't right.

But at the end of the night,
Who cares?
It's not like I have any voice.

I guess I'm just a slave to be sold.
An insignificant little creature,
Without a life of my own.

No choices.
No decisions.

What is it to act by a law?
A law that isn't written?
A law that everyone knows,
Everyone but me?

Does the law state the answer?
Does it tell of a fate?
One that is worse than death?

Does it tell of a lone brunette?
The one who is fated to live this life?
The one of whom will suffer.
Suffer miserably alone.

The only thing to hold on to
Is a lost cause.
A simple dream among many.

A dream,
Dreamed over and over.
It is the dream of a life.

The dream of a purpose.
A dream of a life that is mine.
What's so wrong with a happy ending?

"Happily Ever After,"
did it ever hurt you?
Did it ever make you cry?

I know it'll never come.
People like me don't have them.
"Happily Ever After"
is a fool man's tale.

It was only made to diverse the tears.
Stop them for a minute.
But they come back.
And they hate you just as much.

As I stare in to the starry sky,
I sit,
I hope,
And I wonder "why?".