Who am I to question
All of lifes decisions
Who am I to question
Who acts without conviction
Who am I to question
The actions and the reasons
I who'ved lost my way
And could never reach them?
I stare around the room
At things both past and present
Thinking of the people
I've both met and haven't
I cry because I've lost them
And I feel I missed them
But how can I hold onto them
When I don't even know them?
Pictures lay around me
Some I know, some don't
I could stare at them for hours
But I've done this all before
I've come to terms finally
With all the things I've lost
I've learned to love them anyway
Though not with all my heart
I hope it doesn't sadden them
When they see me sitting there
Because I know deep down within
They know sometimes I just can't care
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