If I know the words,

Why can't I say them?

If I want you near,

Why don't I make it so?

If I can feel your kiss,

Why do I long for it?

If you are so perfect,

Why do I not believe in the word?

If we can be so happy,

Why do I feel like dying when your not here?

If we hold the world in our hands,

Why don't we conquer it?

If we hold the future,

Why do we have no control over it?

If I feel it,

Why can I not believe in it?

If I want it,

Why can't I get it?

If I know it,

Why can't I tell you?