[Liberty]

Questions
Why be sad? Who cares?
Why be mad? Who cares?
Why can’t I just be glad?
Why can’t I be grateful?
Why does it feel that I have had a plateful?
Why does everything feel so hateful?
Why can’t I just be me?
Who stops me?
What stops me?
Why do my thoughts buzz around?
Leaving no sound?
Yet I feel the noise, so loud
Sitting under this storm cloud.
Will the rain ever stop?
When will that rainbow appear?
Shall I ask Edward Lear?