Why...

Why does it happen...
That we go through certain phases in life...
Even once we've crossed and passed them...
They come back to haunt us...
I've had the most amazing time...
I've been hurt...
I've hurt myself...
I've been blamed for someone else's grief...
Yet I don't blame anyone for mine...
Why is it so hard to behave like adults...
Why can't the others see the brighter light?
Why is it that its soo hard for things to go back to how they were...
Why... maybe because its not in my stars...
Why do you blame me when you agreed with me...
Why do you run away from me...
Why is it soo hard...
Then again... Why is it so hard for me to understand...
Why is it so hard to fully let go...
Why do I still see some hope someday...
Why can't I let go...
Of a few facts and things I might want...
I've moved on in life...
Yet I see things the way I want...
I know which might not always be possible...
But I keep trying to see if things may my way...
Why they ask.... To which I say...
Why not?