
Why do I feel like I am in a rollercoaster?
Why do I feel happy when I made it to the top in an exam where many have failed?
Why do I feel jubilant when I passed a subject where a number did not make it?
Why do I worry a lot about those people who failed?
Why do I worry more than those who failed?
Why do I contradict myself?
Why do I feel responsible?
Why do I worry a lot on whether I will pass all my subjects?
Why do I think of what other people’s reaction will be when I fail?
Why do I think of what I will do when I will fail?
Why do I feel thankful but sad at the same time?
Why do people say I am nice?
Why do people say they are not good when I feel otherwise?
Why do I feel that my death is near when people mention that I am kind?
Why do people ask how do I get mad?
Why can’t I explain how I get mad?
Why can’t I remember the last time I was truly mad?
Why do people fight?
Why does friendship end?
Why do some people don’t work that much?
Why do some people work that hard?
Why can some people do the things they do?
Why can’t some people do the things they should do?
Why do some persons feel bad about themselves?
Why do people misinterpret things?
Why do some persons expect?
Why do some persons let others expect?
Why do some people generalize things?
Why can’t the exception apply to me?
Why do I think I am weird?
Why am I cautious?
Why am I confused?
Why am I like this?
Why am I paranoid?
Why can’t I do something more special?
Why can’t I be extra-ordinary?
Why can’t I be a superhero?
Or maybe I already am …. I just don't know it yet ;)
Why do I feel happy when I made it to the top in an exam where many have failed?
Why do I feel jubilant when I passed a subject where a number did not make it?
Why do I worry a lot about those people who failed?
Why do I worry more than those who failed?
Why do I contradict myself?
Why do I feel responsible?
Why do I worry a lot on whether I will pass all my subjects?
Why do I think of what other people’s reaction will be when I fail?
Why do I think of what I will do when I will fail?
Why do I feel thankful but sad at the same time?
Why do people say I am nice?
Why do people say they are not good when I feel otherwise?
Why do I feel that my death is near when people mention that I am kind?
Why do people ask how do I get mad?
Why can’t I explain how I get mad?
Why can’t I remember the last time I was truly mad?
Why do people fight?
Why does friendship end?
Why do some people don’t work that much?
Why do some people work that hard?
Why can some people do the things they do?
Why can’t some people do the things they should do?
Why do some persons feel bad about themselves?
Why do people misinterpret things?
Why do some persons expect?
Why do some persons let others expect?
Why do some people generalize things?
Why can’t the exception apply to me?
Why do I think I am weird?
Why am I cautious?
Why am I confused?
Why am I like this?
Why am I paranoid?
Why can’t I do something more special?
Why can’t I be extra-ordinary?
Why can’t I be a superhero?
Or maybe I already am …. I just don't know it yet ;)









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