Why? Why, Why!

Why? Why, Why!
Don’t I ever see
The things that lie
Directly in front of me
I appreciate so much
Or I tell myself I do
Yet I’m trying to touch
Remnants of me and you
As if I can piece it all
Back together with special glue
And all the cliches
Are coming true
Who knew?

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