Sometimes I sit and wonder why,
the many stars light up the sky.
Why some men live, while others die;
how some can laugh, and others cry.
How some can cause and heart to break,
why many give, while others take.
How some feel joy, and others pain;
the sun for some still rain.
That some have good luck, and others bad,
why some are happy, and others sad.
How some are there in time of need,
why others fill their souls with greed.
I guess there is no reason why,
those many stars light up the sky.
Yet underneath that vary sky,
I just sit and wonder why.
