Why

Oh, why? That's what I keep askin'
Was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song

Why- Rascal Flatts

Life is  hard. Everyone knows that, unless you live up high on the hill with the rest of the world catering to your every want and need. But what's really going on? Behind those doors, when that mask is removed, and you get past those walls in everyone's heart. What do you see? Pain? Joy? Confusion? Or can you even decipher what truths the soul beholds? What hinders people form moving forward into the rest of eternity? will we ever know?

When I was a little girl, i used to sit with my Pappaw and watch people go by. We'd try and figure people out by the way they looked, and make up stories about their lives. But the mistake I made in my innocent youth was judging people by appearance. How could I know their pasts? How could I know what their future held in store for them? I didn't, but it was fun to pretend I did. Now I still find myself trying to figure people out, but in a different light. Now I know how pain feels, and how it can effect and change a person. That's what I look for now.

Why? How is it possible that one emotion can make a person lose all their wits, all their reasoning, and fall into a deep dark pit? One may never know, but next time you look around you at school, in the car, or even in the mirror at yourself, search for the truth behind that mask, behind those doors, and behind those walls. it might surprise you what you'll find.