they scream out to me,
and ask me what's wrong.
i'm sorry, i say
but i don't know,
and i can't do this any longer.
for i wake everyday just to think,
not again.
please,
not again,
not today.
YOU ARE READING
Why You
PoetryJust poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Pl...
