Perhaps its for the best...

I sometimes wonder why I bother,
With issues of the heart,
Which as of dates has no other role,
But to make my spirits fall apart.

I wonder why I really care,
About having love and somebody there
When all I feel is hurt
And all my dreams are burnt.

I wonder why I cry,
For someone who doesn't care why,
False promises and broken lies,
Deep agony as time goes by.

I wonder if this is all a test,
To see whether I'll be better than the rest,
Although my heart and head are in a mess,
Perhaps its for the best.