Why

by lashon   Jun 2, 2005


WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME?

I SIT AND ASK MYSELF

WHILE I WASH AWAY A TEAR

AS I SIT HERE IN FEAR

WHILE I HOLD MY SHEETS NEAR

STILL FACING MY BIGGEST FEAR

WHILE WISHING THAT YOU WAS HERE

WASHING AWAY EVERY TEAR

INSTEAD OF HAVING ME FACE MY BIGGEST FEAR

AND WISHING THAT YOU WAS HERE

WHY YOU HAD TO GO

AND WHY YOU HAD TO SAY NO

WHY IT HAD TO END THIS WAY

AND WHY YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY

EACH AND EVERYDAY

AS I WALK BY AND LOOK YOU IN YO FACE

YOU STILL HAVE NOTHING TO SAY

SO WHATS THE WASTE

I EVEN GAVE YOU YO SPACE

AND EVEN TOOK A SLOWER PASTE

AND YOU YET STILL HAVE NOTHING TO SAY

WHEN I COME YO WAY

SO WHY I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY

EACH AND EVERYDAY

WHEN I COME YO WAY

IS BECAUSE I DON'T KNO

WHY IT HAD TO END THIS WAY

THATS WHY I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY

EACH AND EVERYDAY

WHEN I COME YO WAY

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  • 18 years ago

    by lashon

    please leave comment it would mean alot to me to let me know what you think of my poem