Why?

Why do we pour out our souls to have them mixed in with the water?
Washed away off the sand to an island long forgotten?
Why give ourselves to something non-existing,
to a girl with lips and a kiss never lasting?

Why do we give out pieces of our heart for the taking?
We know people will come and their greed will overpower,
soon there will be nothing left to love anyone with,
but we will blame society for our free-giving nature.

Why do we fight with someone we care for dearly?
You try to protect her and keep her from harm..
You've seen the red scars left unfading on her arm..
But you're there like a snake with a venomous tongue.

Why do we love when we've never been loved?
Why do we jump without ever learning to fly?
Why do we ask questions we can never answer?
Why are there no answers for when I ask why?