Just why?

Why do I also want what seems so easy, yet is truly hard to get for me?
Why do I always hope I'll finally get a chance?
Why do I get my hopes up all the time, expecting automatically that I'll finally have what I dreamed of for so long?
Why do I think I deserve it? Though in truth...I know I don't deserve anything, but it seems so many get it all so easy and I don't understand why. Life's full of that though. Why is one person born with everything they could ever want and another toiling for every penny they get while barefoot and in rags on an empty stomach because they have nothing to eat? Why does a loving couple unable to have a child while someone who abuses and neglects theirs is able to have baby after baby? Why do we complain about eating too much in our society and losing weight while others are literally starving to death with bloated bellies from malnutrition and rib cages showing? Why do some teens complain about their parents being too involved while another teen would give anything to have theirs just notice them at all? Why do we hold back those who strive to be independent and push ahead those content with their life? Why are we never satisfied? Why does everything have sex like its easy and simple, but ignore the reality that it can be painful, difficult or even impossible for many out there? Why do they make falling in love and finding someone seem so simple, when it's really difficult to find a single person who's actually interested in you and the two of you seem like two peas in a pod? Why do people with low libidos get sex opportunities easily while someone with a high libido can't find one person interested? Why do some people with low libidos have no problem having sex while those some with a high libido are unable? Why is life just so damn frustrating? Why can't anything ever just work out? Why can't life just cut some of us a little break? Why does it love to continually kick you while you're down? Why does it make sure that if you find something you love or things start to work out, it stops it quickly and won't allow you to have the seemingly simple things almost everyone gets, but you can't have. I'll never get it, but I know that's how it is and nothing will get better. Never has, never will and it's useless to dream and hope because nothing truly ever changes.

A Stupid Poem

Today's a sad day,
Not sure why there's such sorrow.
Maybe things will be better tomorrow?
Not likely as time seems to stand still,
And hope seems to fade behind the hill.
Like the sun setting at eve,
Life too has its leave.
Hope's disappeared into the abyss,
Life's continues to show me all I miss.
And taunts me with it like a carrot on a stick,
Hope lost once more, heart heavy like a brick.
A stupid poem I know,
I never was a poet to show.
~FA