Why?
Why do we think we are special?
Why are we so banal?
Why do I feel small in front of the world?
Why do we want to change the world?
Why does everything go wrong with me?
Why do I feel like I'm not ready?
Why is my destiny so far away?
Why is my pride huge?
Why is the neighbor's blue always better?
Why is everything getting worse?
Why do we fight for ego and power?
Why do I want to die so badly?
Why are the best moments short-lived?
Why do I feel hopelessly crazy?
Why does nothing else matter to me?
Why does everything suddenly come to an END?!
