So many reasons to life

What I thought was true, wasn't
What I thought we could be, wasn't
What I thought we had,
Or what we could become,
Wasn't
Nothing is what it seemed
To be
Nothing is as it should
Always be
Just like we use
To be
Why can't we be
Those people
Anymore?
Why has our friendship
Escaped us?
When was it exactly,
That you and me
Became you and me?
When was it exactly,
That you and me
Weren't what we use
To be?

Why does life
Have to be such a
Stupid guy running
In the middle of the road
On the side of an
Intersection?
Why does life
Have to be a
Book without it’s
Pages-
Without it’s words
And even if you think you know,
It’s not even close
Even when you think you’ve figured it out-
Figured out how
Such a world like ours
Even exists...
You’re not even close
But how would anyone know
What a book was about, if that book
Had no pages
Had no words?
How would anyone know
How this world
Became what we know as
Earth?
Scientists they think they know
The answer
But there is
So many theories to why
So many reasons to how
So many ways this stuff
This world
This book
This friendship
Came to life
So many guesses to how
It all ended
When does this story end?
When does this theory,
This book
This world
This friendship
End?
How would anyone know?
How does anyone know anything is true?
How does anyone know what could
Should
Just maybe
Might,
Happen?
Because
There is never an exact answer
To life
Because
There are so many things that make life,
Life
Because
There are so many reasons
To life
Because
You should just
Live life
Without guessing
Or double-checking
Or waiting
For what might happen
Because life is just
What it will be
And this friendship we had-
What I thought it could be,
Isn’t
And I don’t want that friendship
Anymore
And
I don’t want your fake love
Anymore
And
I don’t need you
Anymore
And I hope you feel
The same way
Because you might not
Understand,
But I don’t care
What you think
Anymore