Why she's wearing a plain old sweatshirt, when the other girls are dressed fancier.
Why she never wears lipstick.
Why she buys so many books, but never gets around to reading them.
To the guy who asks why her hair is always up.
Why she can never get to bed earlier.
Why she's built a wall.
Why she cries.
To the guy who asks why she thinks she deserves her wildest dreams.
Why she can't rest her mind.
Why she gets her feelings hurt.
Why she is the way she is.
Why?
Because that's her. And she is not for you.
She's for somebody else who doesn't ask why, he knows why.
To the girl that is constantly answering the question, "Why?"; he doesn't get you. And there is a man out there that, not only gets you, but will awaken you, to getting to know yourself.
Stop answering to, "why?"
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