The Diary Of Kathleen Paul

WHY?

I am me, what am I? I don't know.
what's this heaviness I feel around my heart?
why can't I let out?
why do I feel like I'm suffocating in my own space?
why can't I reach out to people?
why do I keep getting blows from life?
why can't I be normal?
I found love I think?
why doesn't my heart feel light?
why do tears feel like its near?
why won't it fall out?
why does the future look so uncertain?
why can't I make my decisions?
why have I always been this way?
why won't it go away?
Deep down in my heart is a child,
waiting to be loved and acknowledged,
waiting to be told sweet words and encouragement
so she can understand life's puzzle.
why does it have to be this way, why?