Why is life so uncertain?
Why is everything so complicated?
Why is it that , always, there are a ton of Ifs and Buts?
Why is tomorrow so unpredictable?
Why does it take a miracle to happen to fix situations?
Why, You FATE, must play with us always?
Why must I always tell myself a ton of times “Its going to be fine”, “We will get thorough this”?
Why is that right after I convince myself for something wrong, something more wrong pops up?
I guess, I really don’t need any answers. Only wish things don’t go wrong like they do.