Why

Experiences are made
To become stronger
But I don’t understand
Why you go the other way around

Experiences makes you
A crocodile skin
But yours is too thik,
And lets no advice get in

While you lock yourself
In your jail with your thoughts
I try to understand you,
But a question keep comming to my mind

Why
Are you stuck in your past?

Why
Don’t you move forward?

Your weren’t the same before,
But as everything changes
You turned into a you
That I barely recognize

Some days you’re talking in a way
That I’d rather not hear
You’re like a sick person
That doesn’t know what she says

Oh! I prefered you as you were
Before he left you
I know your life is hard,
But isn’t it the same for everyone?

Why
Are you stuck in your past?

Why
Don’t you move forward?