i wont to wonder
Give me a reason to talk to you
Give me a reason to believe you
Give me a reason to forgive you
I think it’s not what you do but what you say that makes me stray away
I think its not what I think but what you say that makes me doubt what you do
I think its not what you’ve done but what you’re doing that makes me think “sorry”
I have this thing I need to tell you
I have things I need to give you
I don’t know how you will react
I don’t know if I should tell you
How do I approach the unapproachable?
I sheepishly slink back when you comes in the room
I have a thing about not being too near
I have a thing about not feeling like I belong
You look at not with warmth
I wonder why?
You look at me like I’ve grown deadly
I wonder why?
You have not a twinkle in you eye for me
I wonder why?
You have no smiles
I wonder why?
When you think about me you try to hide your grimace
I wonder why?




01 05 2011.
This poem was real from
This poem was real from beginning to end. Lookin at it from your view point the problem is on the over side. Great poem here.
01 05 2011.
i was thinking of writing
i was thinking of writing another one but from the other point of view. what do you think? too much??