Why Is It ((not a poem))

by Jessika   May 11, 2005


Why is it that everytime you try to give everything you have to someone, they take it. They take it and crush your heart and leave you there, with nothing?
Why is is, that no matter what you do, you cant help but falling in love with the one that doesnt want you?
Why is it that no matter how hard you try to make that \"someone else\" feel the same way, you just end up hurting even more?
Why is it, that guys always feel the need to tell lies, cheat, and be pricks.
Why is it that no matter how hard I try to make things better, they only get worse?
Why is it that no matter what i do, I\'m always wrong. I am always the one who caused the fight, or the problem?
Why is it that I have been told I\\\'m impossible to love?
Why is it, that I do nothing but sit here, and cry?

Just a few thoughts i had running through my head, and i really needed to get them out. if anyone has an answer to any of my questions I would appriciate knowing what it is that I do so wrong, what it is that makes me so unloveable. Thanks for your time.

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