Questions.....

I wrote this poem a couple of days ago. It is written with a specific person in mind that I love and hate to see living the life that they persist in living. No, you do not get to know who the person is. I know the poem isn't any good, from a poetic view, but.....it was from my heart, my soul. These questions are what I wish I knew the answers to, from the person they are addressed to in the poem. They are the questions, half the time I want to scream and yell out at the person, and half the time, cry whilst asking them. So, it's not a very good poem, but, I don't write poems just to sound good. My poems come from inside of me. They are what I feel.

Questions
If I dared to speak up,
if I dared to ask you,
If I dared to try and talk to you,
This is just what I would want to know.

How can you be so surrounded by love,
How can you live in such a loving home,
Oh, How can you receive daily such love,
And still from the Lord, continue to roam?

Why must you be so stupid and selfish,
Why won't you turn your life over to God,
Oh, Why won't you just stop being so selfish,
Why must you push away from the Lord God?

Do you gotta hurt so many people,
Do you gotta be just so unfeeling,
Do you have to pain so many people,
Oh, can't you be towards others, more feeling?

Just what is it that makes you act like this.
What makes you value your life so little,
Oh, What makes you act like this,
Don't you value your life just a little?

If I dared to speak up,
if I dared to ask you,
If I dared to try and talk to you,
This is just what I would want to know.

~Cara~