I don’t know

I wish I could always have an answer to the question:

Why?

It scares me through and through
Not to know the reason
For doing something one way one day
Then doing it differently another

It feels like there is a disconnect
A piece of me that doesn’t run right all the time
When the question is put forth
I fail and resort to the sad little answer

I don’t know

— GLB

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