Why?

Why do I try?
Knowing that I will only fail?
Knowing that everything I do is never good enough?
Why do I try?

Why do I hope?
Knowing that all hope has fled?
Knowing that you stare with cold, hard eyes?
Why do I hope?

Why do I wish?
Knowing that I will never be able to better myself?
Knowing that none of this is a possibility?
Why do I wish?

But most of all...
Why do I love you?

Why do I love you?
Knowing that you'll never love me back?
Knowing that you don't even know my name?
Knowing that you never will notice me?
Why do I love you?

Tell me.

Why?