WHY? WHY? WHY?

Why does it feel like life sucks sometimes??? Why is it that the little things seem so damned hard??? Why is it that the few things that mean the most are things that never happen unless you ask someone to make them happen (which stops them from being special)???

Why is it that I cry and yet I wish so much that I had a reason to cry??? How come there is seemingly so much hurt that drives me to tears and even when I think of people less fortunate, I still can't stop myself from convulsing and feeling like my heart is breaking??? Why do I feel like I have to hide my real tears???

Why are there so many unanswered questions???

Thankfully after some well deserved reflection I've discovered that it doesn't matter as God is in charge and he knows what is best for me even if I have trouble dealing with it sometimes.