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What Did I Do Wrong?
Two months have passed since I first began
Since then I've looked forward to becoming a man
I wondered would I have blue eyes or brown?
Whether I would laugh or continually frown?
What would I look like? Where would I go?
But I'll never find out now -
They don't want me to grow.
All I did was lie here and form
Waiting for the day when I would be born
It's not really fair killing me this way
There's nothing I can do
And nothing I can say
But I think it's too late now
They are ready to begin
Already I can feel something
Burning my skin ........
Copyright of Joanneac
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