Why?

Why must I do this. why must I cry? why must I lay and wonder why? oh how I spend my days searching and scanning stilling looking for an answer as you see, I'm not quite free as I sit in solemn silence I wonder why. why has this happened? why must you go? why must I lie? as I sit in the prison I've created I still have wondered why? why must you leave me? why must I love? why can I not just get one simple hug? for as long as I've loved you. simply no truth as to say you love me. isn't, the truth.