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 No Answer by Zulma Why is one of the most simplest questions ever asked Yet it?s one of the most unanswered? Why? Why is it every time I think I have found the right guy he doesn?t even care, he doesn?t even try? Why? Why is it every time I am in a bad mood I am looked upon as witch instead of asking themselves what?s making me bitch? Why? Why is it every time I tell my mother that I love her she thinks there is a hidden motive instead of seeing that my love is all I want to give? Why? Why is it that everyone calls themselves my friend yet when I need help no one ever lends me a hand? Why? Whys is it all that people see is a little girl that does nothing but cry yet never see that I hate my life and I whish that I could just fly? Why? Why is it one has an answer to Why?
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