there are times

there are times,
late at night,
the world is sleeping,
why can't i?

there are times,
when the beat drops so hard,
when my teeth rattle from the bass,
the world isn't listening,
why must i?

there are times,
when i can never reason the why,
when i can't fathom the what,
the world doesn't care,
why do i?

there are times,
when i'm taken away,
when i'm so full of life,
the world wasn't there,
why was i?

there are times,
when i stop and smell the flowers,
when i smile at some private amusement,
the world can't share this,
why can i?

there are times,
when knowing why eats me alive,
when not knowing why kills my spirit,
the world is sleeping,
why aren't i?