I Still

I let those tears fall off my face,

But still I ask "Why am I crying?"

I let myself count the remaining days,

But still I ask "Am I going to die?"

I let that happy chuckle,

But still I ask "Why that fake smile?"

I still remember those words,

But still I ask "Why did you?"

I let people embrace me,

But still I ask "I wanted it that time, where were you? "

I let my wants to be told,

But still I ask "leave me?"