A/N: This is a short story thing, about what I've been thinking about lately. Please R&R and I hope you enjoy it. Thanx for your time.

Some times things just don't work, we try and try to make them stick but they don't.

And then we ask the question Why?

Why?

Why did this happen?

Why?

There's nothing we can do about it though, because you can't change a thing.

The past is the past and you can't change it.

But why suffer?

Well because we are what we are, and when we feel pain we feel it hard.

I feel pain and I feel it hard.

Many people have told me that pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.

And more then plenty have told me that I'm just suffering and wallowing in self pity.

But they don't get it.

They think that because their friends with me they immediately understand.

Do they though?

The answer is no, no one can say they truly understand how I'm feeling, because no one but me can understand what I'm feeling.

I hate my life and a lot of things in it.

And again I always seem to ask myself that one question.

Why?

It seems that the more the more questions arise

And then I try to get rid of a problem I always come back to the same answer.

Why?

There's really only one thing I can say.

Some times there are unpleasant things we have to deal with.

And yeah they cause us pain, and some times you just wanna give up.

But remember some times life can suck.

A/N: Please read and Review I would really like that. Thanx for your time and I hoped you liked my story. R&R and thanx!