Overwhelmed

Why do we give in so much
To life and all things such
We wish too much, I kiss too much
People, animals, and things as such

Why are we in pain so much
The pills can't cure all this much
We work too much, I love too much
Work, hobby, and duties as such

Why don't we gain so much
We are fools, I guessed as much
We pray too much, I cry too much
My heart, my soul, and all that mush

Why can't we cease, all of us
We aren't immortal, we know that much
I hope too much, can't act that much
I surrender everything, all this fuss