Why?

Why does life feel like a curse

Even after all I did for the better, never the worse

Why must I face the wrath of darkness

When all I have ever done was for other's happiness

Why must I be blamed for all that's happened

When it's wrath was mostly on me, why must I always be saddened

Why must I be ignored for the things I have done good

Why must I always pass like a stranger with a hood

Why must I face betrayal from those closest to me

All my hope is lost, I'll never be free

Why must I live in hell every second on earth

What was even the reason for my birth

Why must I live on not giving up ever

When there's only gloom meant for me forever

Why must I continue to search for my cause of living

When sadness, darkness and chaos is all life's giving....