WHY

by Moriah   Jun 6, 2006


Why does none listen,
Why does none care,
Why does none see me,
and act like I'm there.

Why am I so sensitive,
again why does none listen.

Why does none check,
to see if I'm still alive,
Why does none call,
to make sure I'm on time.

Why don't people help,
on a daily basis,
Why do people have over,
100 faces.

Why do I cry,
Just to see a tear fall down my face,
Why do boys ask me out,
but never show up at that place.

Why do I shop everyday,
If i only need 7 outfits.
I guess thats because most of the outfits,
they don't fit.

Why is this poem so rare,
MAYBE BECAUSE NONE EVER CARED...

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  • 17 years ago

    by dominique

    Wow now that is wat i like to call DEEP and FLOWING its simply amazinig

  • 18 years ago

    by X~Angie~X

    This is a great poem. i can honestly relate. words cant describe.. great job 5/5
    angie

  • 18 years ago

    by Steph

    Moriah, this poem was very nicely written. You have a gift. I love how deeply you can look into your self and write down what you feel in such a poetic fashion.

  • 18 years ago

    by Steph

    Moriah, this poem was very nicely written. You have a gift. I love how deeply you can look into your self and write down what you feel in such a poetic fashion.

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