Echos in the Hall (Sonnet)

Echos in the hall of what might have been
Shrieks of today's sorrow fill the whole hall
Remembrances of yesterday and when
The best of us were prone to take a fall.
Where did the answers run and hide?
Why did the seasons have to come and go?
Where are all the dreams that seem to have died?
Why are just the questions all that I know?
Why must I do again what I have done?
Why am I judged for just breathing more air?
So glad to know I'm not the only one
That finds it hard to show how much I care.
Nowhere to go and hide from all this pain;
I guess I'm doomed to live with it again.