Of all the things I can ask

I only have one thing on my mind

And that question is why

Why me?

Why must I live like this?

Why must I suffer?

Why must I be a martyr?

What did I do to deserve this?

I can't take it

I just can't figure out the point

Why God?

Who am I to question you?

I know

I have no right

Please forgive me

But one must ask, though

Why can't I just be like everyone else?

But I guess if someone must suffer

Then it has to be me