When there's none

There are so many things, things I don't understand. there are so many questions, questions I don't have answers for. But can you tell me the reason, the reason why I always need to know? Why do I even need reasons, why can't I just let it go? How come I do believe? How come I can't stop? How come I think there's more? When there's nothing to believe in. It's not like I was told so, I'd say I was rather not, I was told it was different, But who am I talking about? Some things remain unreasoned, as questions stay unanswered. Some people might know, as I don't understand.