WHY ME

0 Comments

Tags:
  • Confusion

    WHY ME

    AS I WALK THROUGH LIFE THERES CHAOS AROUND
    MY DEFENSE IS UP BUT I'M FEELING DOWN
    WHY ME WHY DO I HAVE A CONSIOUS
    WHY SHOULD I CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO THIS WORLD
    WHY MUST I CARRY THE WORLD BURDEN OF MY SHOUDLER
    NO ONE ELSE SEEEMS TO CARE
    AM I SPECIAL BEYOND COMPARE WHO AM I
    WHILE I SLEEP AT NIGHT MY MIND STILL WONDERS
    I DREAM OF THE PAST AND PRESENT
    WHY NOT THE FUTURE
    CAN I LIVE THIS WAY I NEED TO KNOW
    BECAUSE THE WAY I'M FEELING ITS TELLING ME NO
    I REALIZE THAT I CANT CHANGE THE WORLD
    BUT LEAVE IT AT PEACE FOR THE LITTLE BOYS AND GIRLS
    THEY KNOW LOVE THE WAY IT SHOULD BE
    LOOK INTO THEIR EYES AND YOU TOO WILL SEE
    HOW THE WORLD WAS TRULY MEANT TO BE
    SAFE.

    Poem Comments

    (0)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    HELLOWORLD’s Poems (5)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    WHY ME 0
    ELEVENTH COMMANDMENT 1
    METHOD TO THE MADNESS 0
    HYGIENE 0
    LOVE IS 0