Why? (a poem by me)

i just have one question.
why?
why would you make me feel like this?
why do you do this to yourself?
why is there no way in the world that i can ever help you?
why will you never stop?
why do assume that you have it all under control?
why can't you realize that you never will?
why will you never realize how much i worry every day?
why didn't you realize that i think it's my fault?
why can't you realize that i wanted to end it all?
why can't you realize that it's because i can never do anything to help you?
why don't you ever answer when i ask what's wrong?
why won't you admit that there is something wrong?
why won't you admit that there's alot wrong?
why won't you let me help?
why do you think i'm asking you all these questions?
because i'm looking for the answers.