The intriguing question - why.

Ever since I was young,
I would always ask for reasons for the actions they told me to do.

Never even once,
I was told a proper reason.

Instead, I was told to stop asking the question "why".
I was told to just shut up and obey, because they were always right, because I was born to obey them.


Until recently, I gave up asking for reasons.
Because I know I will never be given a valid reason.

And since because I gave up asking "why",
I decided to disobey and refuse to be a "volunteer" when I couldn't find any reasons why I should always follow their words.

Sinisterly,
I was being asked the intriguing question of "why".

Why I wouldn't do as they say,
or as they assume what should be done without asking.

Honestly,
I don't bother to give any kind of answers.

I wasn't being given a valid reason why I was even brought to this world.
What made them think they had the right to ask me "why"?

Just because you gave me the opportunity to see how bright the world is gives you the authority to domineer me as an individual?















I'm sorry.
All I know is I'm hurt.
That's all.

-Jas-