why?

The question thats been on my mind for quite some time,
is why?

Why did you give in,
the the thoughts that others, had within?

You didn't have to do what you did, but you did,
and now I wonder why?

What you were doing,
you knew was wrong.

So why did you keep,
going on?

The pleasure might have been,
for a moment.

But now the anguish is more,
like mortal torment.

I'm glad you see what,
you did was wrong.

But still my question,
go's on.

Why?

Why did you let it go on?
Why did it take so long?

Why couldn't I have been the one,
to do wrong?

Why?