Rock Pickle Publishing
I Don't Understand
I don't understand
Why people hate
Why dreams don't come true
Why boys will be boys and
Why round balls come in square packages
But most of all
Why I have to be happy to be happy
Why people just can't leave me alone and
Why grown-ups won't imagine
What I understand most is
Why the sky is blue
Why the grass keeps growing
Why the band keeps marching and
Why love can't conquer all
Written by Heather Marie Kosur
Wednesday 20 February 2002
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