• cheesyllama 10w

    Why do?

    Why do birds sing?
    For us to here there song
    Why do we eat?
    For us to get tall
    Why do we speak?
    For us understand
    Why do we swim?
    For us to get away from land
    Why do we stand?
    For us to catch our breath
    Why do we lie?
    For us to hide the truth
    Why are we here?
    That question
    Is very hard
    Any question I can answer
    Except that one
    It’s a disaster
    No one knows why we are here
    Or what we are for
    But that’s just life
    Full of questions and sights
    Of wonder, imagination, and the pretty sky
    Sometimes we never learn
    And no one knows why.