Grandma's Thoughts

I found the following poem written by my Grandma while I was going through her things:

Where do I come from
Where do I go?
I wander aimlessly
I want to know
The what and the wherefore
The who and the why.
Why was I born
And why do I die?
Why can't you answer
Why do you stare
Or are you ignorant
or don't you even care.

I love my Grandma. She's a great writer.