Why?

They say life is one staircase, And as I go up, I see it is the same as at the bottom. A cliff is the best image of that. One step is all you need. But the thing is, Which way do you want to go? Do you want to go back into the dark, Or do you want to find the spark That makes it perfect? Again and again, the same question is asked, What to do now? The answer is unknown, Heart telling one, mind another. Isn't that strange? Why does it even happen? Why the hell did I spend all that time? Why, why? Just stranded in one place, Waiting for a text that won't come. But why?It's always, why. Hope just stays there to fulfill her job, A job that just makes me keep asking, WHY?