Why Not?

Cried a tear wiped it dry,
Pushed my fingers in my eye.
Pulled my heart out by the stem
Then pushed it back in again.
Cut my hand off with a knife
To stop my pain and my strife.
My wounds got infected,
I'm no longer protected.
I hate the world and my face
So go ahead and close the case.
Mommy left and Daddy died
All the while I sat and cried.
Little Timmy is dead and gone,
His pain went on for so long.