Why?

Why is everyone
afraid of who they really are?
Afraid to do the things they really like
Why do we pretend day after day
to be something we are really not
to be disinterested
in those who raise
their faces to us in hope
that we will care
Why do we push aside
real chances of love
precious moments with real friends
Why are we scared
to admit that maybe
we do believe
that there is a God
somewhere, out there
why do we deny
the good things and the true
push away chances
 to show
another that we care
to drown ourselves in love
an emotion we never knew
we had and could share
the fundamental reason for our being
for us to live life to the fullest
Why can't we learn that life is not dangerous
not something that waits
to hurt us at every corner
to push us down
to make us die
and feel that we are living a lie
Not really living
because we are pretending
Why?