Why Should I?

Why should I try to right all wrong,
And in the process lose my song?
What hope would make me sow new seeds,
If I beget but dirty weeds?

Why should I lose my soul and pray,
If I were never led astray?
What grief could haunt me night and day,
If happiness weren't here to stay?

Why should I hold out light through storm,
If all I've seen is a shadowy form?
What love could blossom in my mind,
If treachery's all I'd ever find?

Why should I chain the beast in me,
If dark thoughts in my veins run free?
What glee on earth I stand to gain,
In swallowing my desires with pain?

Why should I accept death for life,
If morbid truth cuts like a knife?
What tormentor can make me yield,
If I never cared for a shield?