Sitting here... 1:31pm... Wondering...
Why is there air?
Why is the sky blue?
Why is the music I listen to so great to me and not you?
Why do I do what I do?
Why should I change?
Why would you want me to change?
Don't you love me for me?
What part of me disgust you?
Why won't you tell me?
Why do you put up with me?
Are you getting sick of me?
What do I need to do?
Why won't you tell me?
Why can't you talk to me?
Why won't you touch me unless we are in bed?
Why is the sky blue?
Why is there air?
[creative works by] - Chip
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