Why is it always like this? Why can’t everything be happy and perfect all the time? Why does unhappiness have to exist? Why is it so hard to have a positive outlook on things? Why do people have to be so difficult? Why can’t I please myself and others at the same time? Why does love hurt so bad sometimes? Why cant everyone just get along? Why can’t I just be able to smile all the time? But mostly, why is nothing I do good enough? Why?
Morning shower:
Night shower:
