Why it's so difficult?

Why it's so difficult, to be as it is?

Why it's so difficult, to be me?

Why it's not easy to be us?

Why there is so much fuss?

Why do we need to explain everything?

Why we can't be just as such?

Why do we need justifications?

Why can't we be accepted as such?

Why do we need to act always?

Why can't we be our real self?

Why are we so much afraid of what will happen?

Why can't we live in the moment?

Why it's so difficult to accept truth?

Why it's so easy to be false?

Why is so difficult to understand?

Why it's so easy to thrash?

Why can't we flourish without obligations?

Why can't we grow without boundaries?

Why it's so difficult?

---Love