Bittersweet it is, how life can sometimes be filled with so much joy and the next for it to hurt you again and again like an open wound rubbed raw with salt. A chance be given is all I ask, after everything has been taken away. It's not going to cost you a thing & yet you find some way to deny me a chance at living life the way I want. But is that not what you've always wanted for me? You leave me sad and confused...once again.
You ask me why? Why would they do something like that for someone like you? I don't know. I really don't know. I speculate the answers...still I don't know. I don't blame you for wondering why... Because when no one has shown you such sincerity and generousity, you wouldn't know any different. I too still have not understood why. So I don't blame you.
"What is the hidden agenda?", you asked. What if there isn't any? Of course, you knew there is a chance I would go and never come back like so many others who have gone away. But I am your flesh and blood. You would know me better...Would I really?? No...
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