Why?

Damn it! Why can I never achieve what I seek?
S***! Why can't I heal all the wounds I cause?
B*****! Why do I always hurt the ones closest to me?!
T***! Why am I such a liar?

F***! Why can't I say all the things I wish to say?
A******! Why does it always hurt me to know I hurt others?!
C***! Why can't I say 'I love you' without feeling guilty?
D*******! Why do I cry for those who wish me not to?

Why must I bear a cross of silence when all I wish for is a voice?
Why must I be filled with confusion, when there is clearly no choice?
Why, now, can't I sing a song without the words quivering?
Why do I have to live, now, without the joy you bring?

Why must I be tortured for who I am?

Why can't you see, I'm just a man?