why


why am I hear I ask my self, am I not like that book on the shelf?
is not each day like a brand new page? does wisdom and knowledge
come with age?
why do I do the things I do? I see all life with a different view,
well I'm ridding a comet I've caught me a star, and I can show you
people just who you really are.
you ask me why I do not leave, why it's for the people I greave.
so until your journey comes to an end the question why will never end.
for it was hear on creation day, and will still be here when we're all blown away,
why

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I was wondering why and this is what came to me