My Poetry: "Why"

Why By: Angela D. Bean Why is that we hear the sounds of silence ringing so loudly in our ears Why is that we cannot be who we want to be Why is that the person we always wanted to be is the person that we have not become Why do I get myself into situations that seems that I cannot get out of I try so hard but I lack the will power to say no And the power to tell the people not to walk all over me like I am a doormat for their disgusting feet Why do I let this happen?