Why are you always creating troubles and more problems for us? Isn’t my life now is already stressful enough? Why do you still need to add more headaches for me?
Why is it everytime everyone must react according to you ways? Why must you control us to listen to you every whim? Why is it that everytime you snap you fingers, then everyone has to come lapping to you? Why must you use your crocodile tears to get people to pity you? Why you are always the right one, and everyone is the imperfect ones? Why is it you always like to twist your words? Why are you always telling so many untruth stories to make it like we are always at fault, even when it is not? Why are your story-telling so realistic, that it makes everyone else think it is real? Why is it your assumptions will eventually sounds like the real fact?
Why there are so many whys which I can’t even answer?
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