why make it more complicated anyway?

I used to just lay there in my bed and try to find a reason...

a reason to stay
a reason to leave
a reason to give up
a reason to belive
a reason to remember
a reason to forget
a reason to love
a reason to hate
a reason .. just about .. everything ..

why did I go wrong? what's wrong with me?

I got tired of finding a reason so I stopped.
Sometimes all you need is just to stop for a minute.
More stupid questions, more stupid answers.

everything doesn't happen for a reason

flashback memories might kill,
but they come as well as feelings.

nothing is simple.
why make it more complicated anyway?