Why?

Life seems to zip by me
It's like a highway
Who can get to their destination
The fastest
But why are we in a hurry
Where are we going to go
Death will come when it comes
Life is all about the journey
The ups and downs
It's like a rollercoaster
Let's not even mention boys
They make life so much harder
We are supposed to dumb ourselves down
So men can feel like they are the best
But why?
Why do we do this to ourselves
We are powerful
We can stand up for ourselves
Why do we listen to those beauty magazines
We are beautiful no matter what
Inside or out everyone is beautiful
So many of my friends come to me
They ask me why their boyfriends
Did this or that
I have no clue how men's minds work
I doubt I will ever figure it out
But why do I need to?
All I know is I need to know Who I Am
Not who they are
Why is a question so many of us ask
Some answers we may never get
Some we may
All I can say is never stop asking questions!