Why? What? When? and Where?

Why do I continue to try
When it seems so futile at times
Why do I still make plans
When it is such a hill to climb.

What does a guy have to do
To make you believe his word
What must I do to make you understand
That I am much different than the herd.

When will you open your eyes
And see the door ahead of you
When will we make amends
And not make each other so blue.

Where will the next day lead us
And to whom will we turn instead
Where can I go to find solace
And no more tears to be shed.

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