Everybody’s asking you, why girl?
Who hurt you, girl?
Tell a story…
Why’d you lie, girl?
Tell the truth…
There’s no excuse so now you lose.
All alone but nobody cares.
Now you’re asking why, girl?
Why wasn’t anyone else there?
Aftermath: no more feelings to share.
When you push it’s almost like the feelings aren’t there.
Why girl?
Why are you afraid to tell your story, tell your truth, and give an excuse?
If you don’t speak up now, you’ll always be used.
Why, girl?
I don’t know why you care what they say,
but things are important that you say.
All the things, every day.
Hey…
Beautiful…
Soul…
Still, you ask why, girl?
That is you!
You are what you speak.
You are not for the weak.
You will achieve every virtue you seek.
You improve anyone you meet.
I love you because you never stop asking why, girl.