  Why does it have be this way? Why does life have to be this complicated . Why is it that out of all happiness there has to come pain? Even at the happiest times, pain has to creep up. It doesn't say anything until the happiness has died down. Then it pounces and makes you feel like such a terrible piece of flesh. Tonight we had a surprise birthday party, and after everything was said and done. The pain (a person) came up and revealed the problem. Making me feel terrible. Why does it have to be this way? 
