I love being silly.
But why am I so serious?
I love singing.
But why don't I ever open my mouth?
I love to smile.
But why do I always try to hide it?
I love to laugh.
But why do I always try to hold it in?
I love being independent.
But why do I depend on others to make me happy?
All of theses questions I have for myself remain a mystery.
But Why?
