Questions but no answers

In some words,
pictures just come up
Without any meaning to them
Without any care
So why do we care so much when something is broken?
Why do we try to go out of our way to fix it?
Was it something that kept us together?
Or something that made us fall apart?
So when the road gets broken....
who's to blame?
Who's false are who's?
To many questions,
most of them left unanswered
See the point?
See the side?
when your life gets broken,
who will you blame?
The sun on the horizon,
or yourself?