Why Me?

If you have to ask Why me?

When you’re feeling really blue,

When the world has turned against you

And you don’t know what to do,

When it pours colossal raindrops,

And the road’s a winding mess,

And you’re feeling more confused

Than you ever could express,

When the saddened sun won’t shine,

When the stars will not align,

When you’d rather be

Inside your bed,

The covers pulled

Above your head,

When life is something

That you dread,

And you have to ask Why me? . . .

Then when the world seems right and true,

When rain has left a gentle dew,

When you feel happy being you,

Please ask yourself, Why me? then, too.

Author: Barbara Vance