Unanswered

Pondering about all the questions left unanswered.

When I ask why,
you sigh,
you leave me in the dark,
groping for answers.
Then I ask what,
you shrug,
unknowing I try,
to search for meanings.

Why is it so hard for you
to tell me what is what,
shed some light to the darkness.
Letting me into the truth
shouldn't be difficult.
But what is stopping you
from giving me answers?
Have you lost your voice?
Or is there no answer?
So silence is the only thing I hear!