4 Myra Taylor

As I walk down the halls and wonder why..I see my friend just start to cry and say it's not fair. I really do care but don't know what to say I will never be able to forget this day now that I think back I laugh because I always knew looking back on the cry would make me laugh but never did I know that looking back of the laughs could make me cry I am still standing to wonder why when I found out she was in trouble all I could think of was the mess and rubble in my mind the thought of her puts me in a bind because I miss her I think of the bliss we shared I always wanted her to know I care