Questions Poem by anna sprague

questions its all i have
but their not for you
but because of you
i dont know why or how
you seem to have creaked my code
why must it be so hard to just get out of bed
its hard to breath
its hard to not just end it all
many call me weak and all i ask is why
am i not the strongest
i could do every thing the easy way
then i would be as they say
but im not i dont think
then some where in the back of my mind tells me to just end my life!